The sound of the ancient bell echoed in his sea of consciousness, but the world in front of him did not disperse, and the sound of the Buddha bell only awakened his mind, but it did not break his demonic karma.

Looking at this bloodstained and devastated hall, the sound of the ancient bell was deafening, and it was gradually sweeping away the dust in his heart.

In the sound of this Buddha bell, his heart was like water, and he sat on the ground in this hall full of blood and minced meat, folded his hands, and silently recited the Lotus Sutra that came with him as if he were chanting on a daily basis.

"I read the past life, countless eons, there is a Buddha in the middle of the honor, the sun and the moon are bright, and the lights are bright........."

"The Buddha has done the way, and he will be a Buddha in the next life, and I have the power to teach the Three Vehicles ........."

His inner demons came from another world, and if he wanted to get rid of them, he naturally had to use the methods of another world. This was the first time that he had recited this book with devotion since the lecture on that day.

When he was chanting the scriptures that day, the sense of familiarity from the depths of the altar appeared again, and in the recitation, everything seemed to come naturally, and one scripture after another was revealed, clearly appearing in his heart, as if he had recited it countless times, but it was also strange.

Accompanied by the sound of Chen's chanting, in his dim and gloomy sea of consciousness, wisps of golden light emerged out of thin air, sweeping away all black evils, protecting his body from top to bottom, reflecting a sense of compassion.

Lichen didn't notice this, he just read the scriptures according to his heart, but in the sea of consciousness that he didn't notice, in the depths of the golden ocean, an old golden book slowly turned into a new one.

If he had noticed it, he would have been able to realize that this unsightly golden ancient book was the Buddhist scripture he had found in his previous life when he was sorting out the warehouse.

The sound of the Buddha's chanting became more and more immense, not only making the sea of dust turn up stormy waves, but also making the heaven and earth in front of him seem to tremble, and the invisible flames rose between the heaven and the earth, devouring flesh and blood, and also devouring the majestic ancient temple.

Lichen opened his eyes again, and the place where he stood was no longer the ancient and dim temple, but an ancient road paved with blue bricks.

Looking at his hands, there was no blood on them, and there were no flesh and bones around him, he raised his hand to stroke his cheek, and the hideous wound on his neck was nowhere to be found, just like Nan Ke's dream.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the dream awoke.

Slightly relieved, Lichen only then did he have the time to look at the surrounding world, the road he was on was surrounded by high walls on both sides, and under him were ancient green bricks, and there were some fine rubbles mixed in the brick joints.

This appearance was not like the secret realm of trials he imagined, and the ordinary feeling was like an ordinary street in a secular city.

Lichen stood up and slightly patted the dust on the monk's robe, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, thinking about the scene just sitting in a pile of flesh and blood, he couldn't wait to change this robe, even if he knew that everything was not real.

People's hearts and minds can be smoothed out so easily.

Lichen looked into the distance, this street did not seem to be as far as he imagined, and with his eyesight, he could clearly see the end of this ancient blue brick road. It seems to be a stone gate made of cyan stones, presumably the exit.

Lichen didn't hesitate any longer, but after passing through the real illusion just now, he couldn't help but be a little more vigilant in his heart, has this ancient road really been broken?

The sound of the monk's slow footsteps echoed through the streets, and there was silence in all directions, not even a sound, only the sound of the lonely footsteps of the dust echoed unhurriedly.

However, after Lichen had walked nearly half of the way, nothing unusual had happened, but his nervous mind had calmed down a little, and it seemed that it should be over.

However, when the monk took two or three steps again, the last step fell, and when he stepped on the ancient cyan stone brick, there was an imperceptible blue light flashing through it.

And the dust was slightly shocked in his heart, as if he had been smashed on the head by a giant hammer, and after a moment of sluggishness, he seemed to have fallen into the clouds and came to another world.

Another illusion?

However, when the blue light flashed, a gray mist was also reflected in the sea of dust, as if it wanted to turn into a dark cloud and obscure the sky.

The sea of spiritual consciousness is the origin of a person, and if it is invaded by a foreign body, according to common sense, any cultivator will fight against it.

But the gray qi that poured into the sea of dust and consciousness seemed to not exist, and it did not have any confrontation with his primordial power, and it turned into a dark cloud effortlessly, making his primordial spirit suddenly darken.

Presumably, the last time he was in that dim ancient hall, his primordial spirit was also unconsciously covered with gloomy brilliance.

Lichen was vigilant this time, and subconsciously wanted to shake his cultivation and expel all the distracting thoughts that invaded his heart, but he himself knew that it might not have any effect.

That gloomy cloud seemed to be just a shadow, and even his spiritual power couldn't fight against it, how could the Yuan power in his body compete with it?

But when he was cultivating in the dust, in the sea of his consciousness, a brilliant golden light shone out in the turbulent golden waves.

At this time, the golden sea of spiritual consciousness parted to both sides, and in the center, an even more brilliant golden light surged up, just like a great sun golden crow spreading its wings in the sea and soaring in the nine heavens.

When the black qi cloud in the sea of consciousness touched the golden divine light again, it dissipated in an instant, allowing the trace of chaotic thoughts above the dust consciousness to disappear in an instant.

This time, looking up into the distance again, even though the scene in front of him had changed in a thousand ways, his mind was very clear, and he clearly remembered everything he had experienced from just now to now, so even if he was blind, he did not panic.

It's like a student who already knows the exam questions clearly, no matter how lavish the layout of that exam paper is, it won't shake his mind.

There was a piece of warm nephrite in front of him, if he had been confused like just now, he might have sunk into it, and it would be difficult to extricate himself, but now that he knew it was false, he would not be shaken in it.

It's just that he didn't rush to find a way to break through this illusion, because his whole mind was not here, but in his own soul consciousness.

In that surging golden ocean, there was a lot of vitality, and the most conspicuous thing in this soul secret realm was the sun above the sky that bloomed with golden divine light like a golden crow.

No, it doesn't seem to be the sun, it's like a book, a Buddhist scripture scroll.

Lichen had already subconsciously clenched his palms, he would not admit his mistake, the scroll that exuded a golden luster was the obscure scripture he had read when he was tidying up the warehouse in his previous life.

Mahayana Myoho-renge-kyo!