The power of the "Lotus Sutra" was soon revealed, although the "Nine Yang Sutra" is a Buddhist classic containing the Great Dao, but it was quickly suppressed by the scriptures of the "Lotus Sutra", and the three thoughts of the Yang have a tendency to merge.

Tang Bai felt as if he had been split, split into two different selves, and then fought with each other, and the two different selves merged into a strange self.

The practice of the "Nine Yang Sutra" has stopped, and in his sea of knowledge, many thoughts seem to have turned into ancient scriptures, and the Zen chanting that comes from the ethereal ethereal, his thoughts seem to flow in the river of time.

The strangeness of the "Lotus Sutra" has appeared again, just like a sacred tree that stands up to the sky and the earth, any avenue is a branch of this sacred tree, and the "Nine Yang Sutra" is no exception.

Tang Bai's other 'self' in the sea of knowledge has a close connection with the 'lotus seeds' of the dantian, and in an instant, the idea of knowing the sea gathers and turns into a lotus flower in the sea of knowledge, and 'Tang Bai' sits on the lotus, solemn and sacred, more and more real.

The 'lotus seeds' of the dantian were rotating, and the cracks on them were like endless abysses, producing unparalleled suction, and the surrounding obstacle, resentment, and death qi were surging towards Tang Bai, turning into gray-black cocoons, and tightly wrapping Tang Bai.

Tang Bai felt that he would sink in the Lotus Sutra again.

'Nope'

Tang Bai's will was shouting, his Xuan World was shrinking, his will was also contracting, the Heavenly Palace seemed to have collapsed, there was a loud 'boom', and in the Heavenly Palace, the line between the will of the Buddha and the Demon disappeared.

Since you can't control yourself, then sink the wheel!

Whether it is a Buddha, a demon, or a Tao, it is not what he owns, and they all treat him as a puppet for threading.

His soul was in agony of numerous splits.

'Knock'

The long-lost bell rang, from far to near, the sound gradually thickened, more and more vast, deafening, and soon covered up the sound of the Lotus Sutra.

Originally about to be integrated into the "Lotus Sutra" of the three yang thoughts, by the bell lead, into three Buddhas, all of them are the true appearance, one awakens the heart, one enlightened, one seeing; behind the three Buddhas, a huge bronze bell appears, on the bronze bell, endless inscriptions emit dazzling golden light, echoing with the Buddha transformed by the three thoughts.

At the same time, in the Heavenly Palace, the soul was completely controlled by the Demon Eye, and in the center of Tang Bai's eyebrows, a Demon Eye grew, and as soon as the Demon Eye opened, the Demon Fog in the Heavenly Palace surged, and the infinite evil thoughts of the Sea of Knowledge transformed in the Demon Mist, or killing, or greed, or ruthlessness, or bloodthirsty, or lust...

When Tang Bai, who had been transformed into a thought, opened his eyes, the lotus platform emitted a blazing purple light, and three thousand scriptures surrounded him.

He smiled, pinched the Dao seal in his hand, and his thoughts moved slightly, and the three wills of Buddha and Demon Dao appeared in the Xuan World, turning into three illusory shadows.

One is the Tao, one is the Buddha, and the other is the devil.

The Tao is the beginning of all things, derived and born into one, and then divided into yin and yang, and the yin and yang are mixed to derive all things, so all things are Tao.

The Buddha is extreme, extremely lonely, earth lonely, water lonely, fire lonely, wind lonely, and the four lonely.

There are three sources of demons, from greed, from hatred, from ignorance, and there are six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hatred, and desire.

The world of Xuan is constantly evolving and deriving between Buddha, Tao and Demons, so that all living beings have a way, so that all beings can become Buddhas, and there are demons in heaven and earth.

Time, there is no time in the invisible consciousness, a thought of the sea, a thought of eternity.

The invisible power has reached the extreme, completely beyond the scope of the Xuan World, and the Xuan World may collapse at any time.

Tang Bai was helpless, and his body and consciousness lost control.

He didn't like this feeling very much, and it also inspired him to go crazy in his bones.

Taking this opportunity, he frantically deduced and connected the Xuan World with the invisible trajectory of the void.

It's a bold crazy idea.

He completely let go of his consciousness, catching the mixed information in the void track.

The infinite and vast void information is like a long river of years, surging in.

The vicissitudes of life, the changes in the world, instantly appeared in the world of Xuanzhi, unfamiliar and strange pictures, submerged the Tao, Buddha, and demonic thoughts.

In eternal time, all greatness is but a wave.

After the sound stopped, the big bell became silent, the demon eye was in a trance, and at the same time, Tang Bai completely lost consciousness, and his Xuan world would also collapse.

At the critical moment, the scriptures of the "Lotus Sutra" suddenly dispersed, and the petals formed a phantom of the three thousand avenues, enveloping Tang Bai's mysterious world.

At this time, the inscription of the bronze bell is integrated into the three Buddhas in the sea of knowledge, infinite golden light emitted, and the holy and unparalleled energy nourishes Tang Bai's sea of knowledge.

The Demon Eye shot out an endless green light, all destruction was being restored, all thoughts were purifying, and the green light was like amniotic fluid in the mother's womb, enveloping Tang Bai's soul.

I don't know how long later, Tang Bai woke up slowly, and he found that his body and consciousness had returned to normal, and everything was like a dream.

He sighed and jumped to his feet.

The poisonous gases of the swamp are gone, and the silt that has precipitated for countless years has turned to stone.

The world seems to have changed, and it is becoming clearer.

It is the knowledge of the sea! The knowledge of the sea has become broader and more tenacious, and countless thoughts are like stars in the sky, radiating light.

Zhihai no longer respects the Buddha's thoughts, the thought of the sun, only one of its thoughts, each thought, and seems to hide a natural avenue, no righteousness and no evil, non-Tao and non-Buddha, there is a universe inside.

A false alarm?

Tang Bai was used to the weirdness of the "Lotus Sutra", he was just not used to the feeling of being controlled, and soon, he calmed down, flew up, and appeared in front of a big mountain in a moment.

This mountain is not high, and there is no strange rocky mountain, and it looks like a huge tomb.

This is an ancient tomb.

The entrance to the front mountain, which was originally protected by a magic circle, has been forcibly destroyed, and the door is wide open.

Tang Bai stepped in, descending a long staircase, and soon came to a frighteningly large cave.

The mountain cave was dug and repaired, built into a large hall, inlaid with strange light stones in all directions, extremely dark, accompanied by the cold breath around, it looks ghostly.

There is a huge pit in the hall, and countless rotting corpses are piled up in the pit, and the corpses are pooled into a pool, like dead branches and rotten leaves in a swamp, exuding a suffocating stench.

Death and resentment are entangled, making people's hearts chill.

In such a huge corpse pit, there are thousands of people, in the corpse pit, some people have turned into white bones, some people have rotted half of their bodies, floating and sinking in the corpse water, and some have just died, such as Luo Chengbei and Xiaoduo who led him to track down...

Tang Bai wanted to vomit, not because his heart and lungs couldn't stand the smell of this place, but because of his emotional anger, he wanted to vomit.

What kind of cruel person can be so ruthless?

This has completely lost its humanity.

In the middle of the pit, there is an altar.

There is a high platform on the four sides, in the form of seven corners, around a bluestone sarcophagus on the altar.

The bluestone sarcophagus was carved with runes, the runes were extremely weird, Tang Bai had never seen similar runes, but he felt a breath of death.

This breath is not evil, it is dignified, like the night, which makes people feel peaceful.

This is the true way of death.

Life and death are the avenues of reincarnation between heaven and earth.

Death is not evil.

There are strange stone carvings on the high platform of the four directions, some with human heads and animal bodies, some with animal heads and human bodies, some with eight hands, some with three heads, and some with wings and tails.

There is an iron cable between these stone sculptures and the altar, forming a strange circle with each other.

The dead air, corpse gas, and resentment emitted from the corpse pit were absorbed by the stone carving, and then entered the altar through the iron index, and were attracted by the bluestone sarcophagus.

The cycle is endless, and the corpses in the corpse pit have become the nourishment of the bluestone sarcophagus. The runes on the bluestone sarcophagus are gradually brightening with the death gas, corpse gas, and resentment qi, like countless fireflies sticking to the sarcophagus and moving, which looks weird and terrifying.

Tang Bai calmed down and became cautious, he felt that somewhere in the main hall, a pair of eyes were staring at him.

His senses were sensitive, he could feel the slightest fluctuations in the air, but he couldn't find the gaze staring at him.

Looking around the main hall, the stairs and walls behind you are carved with some patterns and patterns, and there is a portal on the other two walls.

The eastern portal was open, and the distance was so far away that he couldn't see through the scene behind it with his eyes, but he could feel an extremely cold air coming out of the portal, making him feel as if he had returned to the 'Ice and Snow World'.

Tang Bai was very familiar with this kind of cold air, and he was sure that the white lotus was behind that portal.

Tang Bai shouted 'Miss White Lotus', but there was no reply, he called 'Sister Xue'er' again, but there was no response, he hesitated slightly, and wanted to fly towards the portal.

But as soon as he moved, he felt a sudden emptiness under his feet, and then a wave of powerless bombardment came.

Tang Bai didn't think about it, he pushed out his palms, only to feel that the sudden power was surprisingly great, and the unparalleled power knocked him out and collided with the stone wall in the hall.

If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced the Dafa of the Witch Body, his physical body was hard and powerful, and if he had been replaced by an ordinary monk, this collision would have already shattered his bones.

At the same time, there was a sudden 'rumbling' sound on the altar, and the bluestone sarcophagus suddenly trembled, and the runes on it fell off, turning into countless small white insects, flying into the pit and submerging into the corpses in the corpse pit.

One by one, the corpses suddenly stood up, crawled out of the pit one after another, and pounced on Tang Bai with teeth and claws.

Tang Bai's body turned, and he didn't want to get involved with these bad things, but in just an instant, the hall was full of rotten bodies and white bones, densely packed, so terrifying.

Tang Bai ran the mental method of "Nine Changes of Heavenly Fire", pinched the handprint with both hands, and the orange-yellow flames flew out from the handprint, becoming bigger and bigger in the air, forming a huge cloud of fire, enveloping all directions, and the scorching high temperature instantly ignited countless corpses.

There is no burial for people, and there is no soul for the earth.

But he has no choice, instead of being used as nourishment, it is better to let them return to dust and dust to earth, which may be their best destination.

Although Tang Bai's temperament is indifferent, no matter how indifferent he is, he is still a person.

Things hurt their kind, rabbits die and foxes are sad.

The corpses and white bones that were not burned by the heavenly fire were extremely powerful, and they seemed to have a spiritual consciousness, and they no longer pounced on Tang Bai, but dispersed, and the direction in which they stood actually formed a strange formation.

Each corpse was in a strange posture, and the death, corpse, and resentment that permeated the hall were pulled by a strange force, forming a huge wind, drowning the heavenly fire and forming a fire cloud, surging towards Tang Bai.

Tang Bai's mind moved, the wooden root Buddha carving appeared, the idea poured in, and a huge Buddha phantom appeared above his head, pinching the Buddha seal, chanting the true scriptures, the golden light flashed, and collided together when the wind was coming.

The collision was silent, but there were countless cries and shouts, accompanied by black smoke.

Above the Buddha seal, the sound of Buddha is bursting, and there are countless monks chanting Buddhist scriptures and transcending the souls of the dead.

The method of Buddhism is the power of the sun, the method of purifying the soul, although the "Jiuyang Sutra" focuses on the practice of ideas, but there is great sorrow, and it has the effect of crossing people.

When the two meet, like the scorching sun meets snow, the resentment and dead air dissipate in the Buddha's light, and under the light of the Buddha's light, a soul wakes up from its ignorant state, passes through the invisible space, and goes to another world.

Between heaven and earth, countless golden lights suddenly poured into Tang Bai's body.

It is the power of merit.

The power of merit is a very special kind of energy that can wash away the dirt and stains of the body, and can make the body pure, which is very helpful for spiritual practice.

Just like Tang Bai now, he actually has the illusion that he is about to reach the consummation of Jindan.

But merit is more of a help to the state of mind, which can make people's minds calm, not controlled by demonic desires, and reduce the danger of going mad.

There is also a saying that merit is related to ethereal luck.

Tang Bai was very sober, he knew that this kind of imminent breakthrough illusion was like the manifestation of the demon in the heart, which was completely opposite to the effect of merit?

Why? He didn't know.