Chapter 542: Eyes of Silence

Zhang Jue didn't wake up and fell into a deep sleep.

In Lin Yun's eyes, it was as if Zhang Jue was dead. His blood no longer flowed, his body became cold, he didn't breathe, he didn't have a heartbeat, he didn't have any features of life.

In fact, when Zhang Jue took this first step, put on the golden dragon feather coat and raised his mood to the ancient well, the meaning of life and death no longer existed. He can live at any time and die at any time.

For three whole days, Zhang Jue still did not wake up. Lin Yun was heartbroken, but she always had a vague feeling in her heart that Zhang Jue was not dead, Zhang Jue was still alive, and she always felt that Zhang Jue would wake up in the next second.

The Netherworld, in the eighteenth layer of hell.

The devil cried wolf, and the hell was worse than ever, and the suffering tens of thousands began to roar hysterically.

It was like a cuckoo crying blood, but there were no casualties. It's as if it's just that the criminal law in hell is more painful, and the pain is getting worse. The pain they had managed to adapt to had become even worse again, and they could no longer bear it.

Listening to it from a distance, this terrible roar is a bit suffocating. A feeling of suffocation that I can't breathe arises spontaneously.

The new eighteenth Hell Helmsman, who had no sect and no faction, was once just a soldier of the Impermanence Mansion, this was a lucky person, and he was chosen the moment the Heavenly Master Dao was destroyed.

Having no experience, he looked at the eighteen layers of hell, and the place he was in charge of was full of ghosts and wolves, and he was very anxious, like an ant on a hot pot.

"Quick, find out why, what the hell is going on?"

"Ghost King, there is no reason. Everything was normal, and the ghosts started screaming for some reason. ”

"Is there no reason? That's impossible,

How can there be turmoil here for no reason. Go and see if the other hells are normal. ”

"Ghost King, everything is normal in the other hells, except for the abnormal turmoil of the eighteenth layer of hell."

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"

“……”

On that hill, the old peasant sat on the threshold of the hut, stroking the hair of the big white dog, his eyes blazing. There is an inexplicable charm circulating in it. There are surprises. There is also tension and crampedness, and even a little sad.

The big white dog crooked his neck, looked at this old farmer strangely, and felt that his mood today was a little abnormal. I don't understand what kind of emotion this is. What happened?

At this time, I heard him muttering to himself: "You have good and evil in your bones." But in the end, will you be able to cross this hurdle? It's a moat, and I didn't cross it. Can you now? ”

“……”

Impermanence, black and white impermanence play against the desk. The moment the black chess piece in Bai Wuchang's hand fell, the two of them suddenly throbbed, and at the same time straightened up.

The two closed their eyes. Listen to the most beautiful music in the world.

After a moment, Qi Qi opened his eyes. There was a trace of horror in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and he muttered, "That's it?" ”

There was a little fear in Hei Wuchang's eyes: "Is it sudden?" Why isn't there a little omen? ”

"Kill him. He must be killed. Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots should be done as soon as possible. ”

"But can you still kill him now?"

"I don't know. Let's get started. Not again. It's too late. ”

"Well, why did we take the first step in the first place? Alas. ”

“……”

One wrong step, one wrong step, black and white are also hard-working people who have stepped into a kind of reincarnation, they have no way to make decisions for themselves, so they have to go with the flow. And this is also the state of everyone in the world.

A moment later, the Huangquan Road was wide open, and countless Yin soldiers poured out of it.

Black and white impermanence frowned, and as soon as he came to the present world, he stomped his foot fiercely: "Why is it gone?" ”

"Doesn't that count?"

"Where did you go?"

The two of them were anxious, the world was so big, they didn't know where to go.

The mighty Yin soldiers lined up neatly, waiting for the order of black and white impermanence, but the order of black and white impermanence could not be issued for a long time.

At the same time, in a gloomy canyon, the black charcoal held a purple sand teapot in his hand and kept rubbing, closing his eyes and not moving, like a 10,000-year-old stone carving.

Standing in front of the black charcoal, he could see that although he closed his two eyes, he opened a third eye.

He has three eyes. This third eye grows on the forehead.

The third eye was not so much an eye as a crack with a dark golden glow.

But behold, the forehead was cracked, and it was the size of an eye. It revealed a pupil shining with dark gold, and there was indifference in the pupil, a kind of indifference without emotion, looking at stones as stones, looking at people as stones, and seeing that everything in the world is indifferent to stones.

This kind of indifference, cold and heartbreaking, just glance at it, and the oppressive atmosphere breeds in the heart. It feels like the whole world will be destroyed, it will collapse, it will be silenced.

Yes, this eye is so familiar. It was Zhang Jue and Li Xun who both exploded, and they didn't know where they went.

The Black Bodhisattva has the Eye of Silence!

If Zhang Jue sees this scene, he may not be able to deduce how much information he will deduce from it, this is simply an earth-shattering discovery.

There used to be a silent eye in Zhang Jue, and Li Xun also had one, and that position was all on the forehead, all of which were in this shape. It's all such indifference, it's all such silence.

And now, the Black Bodhisattva has one, also on the forehead. So, is there such a thing as the Jizo King Bodhisattva?

In this way, the origin of the Patriarch Dao and the Heavenly Master Dao is probably really not so simple.

But I saw that the silent eye looked at the void in front of me, constantly turning, but there was not the slightest energy fluctuation revealed from it, as if it was just watching, just observing something.

I don't know where this canyon is, but this Silent Eye has appeared in an unexpected location - the universe. ( )

In the universe, under the reflection of the void and the stars, such an eye suddenly appeared in the void.

There were no eyeballs, only a forehead, and the crack on the forehead was still there, and in the crack was the silent eye that shone with a dark golden light.

Silence looked at the slowly rotating earth, and the pupils kept focusing, constantly observing, and constantly searching.

"Brother Jue, wake up, wake up."

Zhang Jue lay flat on the ground, while Lin Yun put her head on Zhang Jue's chest, constantly shaking and calling.

She has been calling for four days, but Zhang Jue still doesn't have any vital signs, but in her heart, she firmly feels that Zhang Jue is not dead, really not dead, no joke. It's true.

I don't know if there is any basis for this kind of psychology, but I feel like this in the dark.

Zhang Jue's chest was warm and wet, it was Lin Yun's tears, her body temperature. (To be continued.) Enable the new URL