Chapter 391: Crying Spirit Mountain
As soon as March passed, the yin qi declined, and the West Pole returned to normal. In order to make a living, the herdsmen of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info left one after another and went to the grassland. And sacrificing to the evil god requires a lot of flesh and blood, and there may not be many pilgrims in the Wailing Spirit Mountain. The outer road plundered the human race, fished for a long time, and finally chose the Great Crying Spirit Mountain.
"Go to Lingshan to worship the Buddha for a while, I am afraid of what mountains are high and the road is dangerous, and the water is wide and the waves are crazy. ”
The sparse Buddhist believers went to the Wailing Spirit Mountain with high spirits, and the crowd was sparse. Ding Fengyin is dressed as a monk, although it is eye-catching, but it is very convenient. Ordinary bandits did not dare to disturb the ideas of the monks, nor did they dare to create a killing next to the monks. Therefore, many Western Pole tribes will invite the Zen master to come down the mountain as an offering to ensure the safety of the family.
The people of the West Pole are born with a murderous atmosphere, and the bandits who live by killing are even more fierce and full of anger. Many of them have martial arts, full of murder, and are not afraid of death, and ordinary warriors are not the opponents of these bandits. These bandits roamed and plundered everywhere, which is a nightmare for the herdsmen of the West Pole. They would rather encounter steppe wolves than these outlaws.
Since the foundation of Buddhism was laid at the West Pole, the situation has improved. Several of the largest bandit groups in the West Pole were disbanded one by one, and those powerful martial arts leaders converted to Buddhism. Since then, Buddhism has spread far and wide, and its status has become the belief of the people of the Western Pole.
Nowadays, there is no shortage of pilgrims as long as there is a temple. Not to mention the well-known Buddha of the West Pole, only slightly inferior to the six-winged golden cicada holy monk back then. Although there is no Buddhism and magical powers, there are many pilgrims.
I don't know what the West Pole Buddhism thought, Ding Feng went all the way to the Great Bitter Spirit Mountain and did not find any martial law. When it comes to the future trend of a realm, it should be decided by those who are immortal. Yuan Shen, Demon Lord, Buddha Venerable, the thoughts of these immortal beings are not something that people with a limited longevity can peep at. Hey, he
Ordinary talents see the first 300 years, see the next 100 years, and are already immortal. And the immortal people calculate the heavens and the earth, look at the eternals, and then plan for tens of millions of years. For thousands of years, mortals don't know how many times they have to go through reincarnation. And for the power of immortality, it is just a blink of an eye, fleeting. They landed in a place beyond the reach of mortals and looked far away, and their plans were so deep that they could not be broken by mayflies, but they could not be said to be ice when they were summer insects.
Ding Feng was far from immortality, and he tried his best to stand on tiptoe and look into the distance, but it was difficult to get a glimpse of their plan in the letter. Therefore, it is really reckless to rashly break into many powerful computing centers without knowing anything. But for the sake of his own longevity, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Ding Feng also broke through.
Knowing that there is a tiger ** ahead, and these powerless Western Pole herdsmen are equivalent to lambs to be slaughtered, walking towards the gate of hell step by step. Ding Feng was powerless to stop all this from happening, even if Ding Feng stopped a few, there would always be people who would go to other realms to find some top-ups. Ten people may have been saved here, but hundreds of them died. With Ding Feng's state of mind, this point can still be seen through.
In just a few days, Ding Feng passed through the Demon Wind Ridge and came to the Great Bitter Spirit Mountain. This spiritual mountain is known as the holy place of Buddhism, but it is not towering and full of aura. Among the eastern mountains, this is at most a hill. And if it weren't for some human tracks, Ding Feng would have thought that this was a barren mountain. A winding path leads to the mountainside, where a small temple stands. The whole temple is not big, only the word Wusheng above the temple is quite aura. It is rumored that it seems to have been left by the Buddha himself.
Ding Feng's eyesight is excellent, and he can also be seen at the foot of the mountain, and there are only three monks in the Wusheng Temple. Moreover, the three of them have no Buddhist mana in their bodies, they are just mortal bodies, and they may not even have some ordinary martial arts. And an extremely obvious ominous aura lingered on the top of the Great Crying Spirit Mountain, and on the barren mountains around the Spirit Mountain, the breath was different. The people of the Dao Gate accounted for the majority, and Ding Feng looked at it in the blink of an eye, and all the Dao Gates, the aura above his head was light and agile, and he was rising.
The popularity of the Demon Gate is like smoke and pillars, full of paranoid thoughts, and blood is fierce. There are even a few powerful martial artists, whose martial arts essence is unconcealed, hitting the nine skies, blazing like fire, which makes people unable to force their eyes. Looking in all directions, there is no trace of the people of Buddhism. Ding Feng was slightly disappointed, and muttered: "Sure enough, I still can't find any trace of the Shura Dao monk." ”
This bewildered Shura monk hides his tracks, and a monk who betrays the Futu Temple often walks the West Pole as his body. Ding Feng didn't hope to find his true body, as long as he found his disciple, or the corresponding body, so that he could find his body.
The small spirit mountain gathers the demons, the Tao, and the martial arts. Ding Feng's spiritual sense is keen, and there is a trace of demonic aura around Lingshan, obviously, the great sage of the demon clan is not willing to be lonely, and he also came to join in the fun. The flesh and blood of the evil gods of the outer way are full of essence and blood. Needless to say, martial arts cultivation requires blood and energy, and if you overcome the chaotic thoughts in the flesh and blood of the evil god, you can also sharpen your martial will and break through in one fell swoop. The demon clan needs to open the spirit for the descendants, and the evil god's will is chaotic, but the demon clan has a way to reverse it and use the evil god's flesh and blood as a spiritual thing.
Not to mention the Demon Gate, the evil gods of the outer Dao have great use in every place. Bone joints, eyeballs, etc. can refine magic weapons, flesh and blood can nourish Gu worms, and spirits are the best ghosts. No one in the Demon Dao will let go of the evil gods, but the only one who can summon the evil gods of the outer path to descend is the outer path.
The outer way is originally the human race, and after the human race cannibalizes the same race, the flesh and fetus have changed. Life is the spirit of a hundred races, mortal flesh and blood have a big secret, martial arts is the way to dig out the secret of the flesh and exert infinite power. Demons like to eat people, and the same is true. But after cannibalism, the soul and body of the human race will undergo some kind of change. Since then, he has fallen into the outer way, his will is confused, and he belongs to the innate demon god, which is equivalent to his vassal.
Between heaven and earth, only the outer way can raise flesh and blood, sacrifice and communicate with the outside world, and summon evil gods to come. But there is no belief in the outer ways, and the evil gods are just their meals, and they eat in their stomachs. Seduce the gods into the world, share and eat them. In the whole world, only the outer way will act like this.
Ding Feng smelled a trace of demonic energy, but he couldn't find out where these demon clans were hiding. On the contrary, those martial arts do not hide any traces, and the same is true of the demon path. is arrogant, and the two seem to have formed some kind of bond. However, martial arts cultivators are vigorous in qi and blood, and it is absolutely impossible for the demon gate not to covet it, and it is common sense that there is friction between the two. The Daomen are relatively obscure, and the various sects and sects are closely related to each other. The people of Xuantian Sect were still as presumptuous when they came to the West Pole, swaggering to guard the highest mountain around a spiritual mountain, and living alone.
Ding Feng frowned slightly, and found several overseas Taoist sects. Several of them were cold, and their mana was combined into a mouthful of frost flying swords, with the mana of the earth-shattering level. The Dao Sect not only came to the ninth level of Qi refining, but also led many disciples to come to practice. Let's read it for free for the first time.