The statue of the King of Jizo Bodhisattva is above.

The temple was empty.

Sakura sat on the futon, trying to cheer up, holding her chin with one hand, but after a while, her head was like a chicken pecking rice, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Wait until Nizi falls asleep.

Ning Yi stood up slowly, he walked to the threshold of the temple gate, leaned against the temple gate, the fine snow was inserted three feet in front of Xiao Nizi, invisibly exuding a faint brilliance, covering the purity of a square land.

The "starlight" of the demon clan is extremely abundant.

The mountain scroll can be plundered at will.

But the starlight in this place is extremely barren, it is a natural "starlight forbidden place", I am afraid that not only the starlight, but even the demon power will be blocked, which is why those demon clans are reluctant to set foot here.

Even a cultivator at the level of a demon monarch doesn't want to take a risk, it's not pleasant to come here, this place is the same as the hanging space at the junction of the two worlds, I don't know what the taboos are, but the demon cultivators who stepped into this place back then, very few have returned.

Of course, the "disciples" of several transcendent forces don't care about these taboos. Because of the division behind them, there are big people at the level of the demon saint in charge, and the entire demon clan can go to the world, if they get into trouble with something unclean, just crush the token such as the jade talisman directly, and the demonic power of the Nirvana demon saint will envelop them and leave directly.

For example, the Red Mountain back then.

Jiang Lin broke through the defense line of the three divisions alone, arrived at the Red Mountain Dormitory, and finally after pulling out the "White Lion", he used the "tips" left by the old man of Badu and left directly.

"Even the mountain scroll can't extract much starlight. ”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes.

If it is a formation similar to the "Forbidden Starlight", even if the Starlight Aura of a small square of heaven and earth is condensed, the mountain scroll can still extract energy continuously.

But there's really no starlight here.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

Ning Yi silently ran the "Dragon Hunting Sutra".

In the Great Sui, the earth's veins are crisscrossed, and in the dangerous situation of feng shui, he can always step on the "dragon's lair". The terrain of the world is the same, and there are no two kinds of luck, which is the strength of the "Old Dragon Mountain Inheritance" left by the Lord of Lu Shengshan.

In his pupils, wisps of golden brilliance appeared, and after waking up from the imperial tomb, Ning Yi's physique, spirit, and deduction all climbed to a higher level.

This may be related to the "Fortune Scroll".

Although the second volume of the Book of Heaven was lent to "Xu Qingyan" by him, when he was in Tiandu and was given away by Xu Qingke, he had already merged with Ning Yi.

The ancient scroll suspended in Ning Yi's Divine Pool, the book of heaven that had never been seen before, was completely overcast, unknown and vague, and although the position of the scroll was empty, there were wisps of golden light suspended.

It is said that the lord of Lu Shengshan visited the world's famous mountains, walked all over the mountains and rivers, and saw a shallow pool of golden lake water in his eyes, which contained the shadow of the dragon and the dragon.

"Old Dragon Mountain, open the eyes of heaven. ”

The gold in Ning Yi's eyes became more and more abundant, and he pressed one hand to the center of his eyebrows.

"Open-"

......

......

Suddenly a strong wind blew in the temple.

Ning Yi remembered that this ancient temple was very well built and did not leak wind, and this gust of yin wind seemed to blow from his back.

The red cherry blossom Xiao Nizi fell asleep, the sword qi barrier above her head, the outer layer was constantly crackling by the yin wind, and the inner layer was still peaceful.

The wind was raging.

Those "talismans" that were hung by Ning Yi on the threshold and plaque, under Ning Yi's powerful divine thoughts, were fixed to death, and they were swept by the wind, just swaying and never moving.

After opening the Eye of Heaven, Ning Yi slowly stood up.

His face was expressionless, he gathered the black robe on his body, looked back at the tall "Jizo King Bodhisattva Statue", and did not speak, but stepped out and came to the outside of the temple.

Between heaven and earth, there is a darkness, flying sand and stones, the wind and snow are beating the bricks and tiles wildly, and the ancient temples, no matter how big or small, are all crackling and boiling with the bricks and stones of the city wall.

After a few jumps, Ning Yi came to the top of the temple of the Bodhisattva Temple of the King of Jizo, a slender temple needle stood on the ridge of the roof, he frowned, and slowly reached out to hold the stone needle.

Because it opened the eyes of heaven.

Ning Yi's pupils were now golden, and he couldn't see any emotion.

But now this ancient place, as far as the eye can see, is an extremely moving scene-

The oncoming goose feather snow was swept high into the air by the wind.

Two rows of uninhabited tofu blocks shook violently.

The thin building was about to be blown open by the wind.

"Squeak-"

A shriek of discord sounded in the wind.

A "person" pushed open the first wooden door, followed by a dense and continuous sound of pushing the door, which seemed a little solemn in this noisy world.

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

Dressed in wide linen robes, they stepped out of the tofu-block hut, behind them a tattered wooden door that was constantly being opened and closed by the wind.

These people staggered, stumbled, and their bodies were as thin as bones, and because they were so thin, they could even see the outline of the skeleton through the linen robes.

Or...... They are dry bones.

Gathering from afar like a tide.

The "pilgrims" who lost their way, the "sufferers" who were oppressed in the world of the demon clan, even after they died, still trekked towards the "ideal township" in their hearts, unhindered by wind and snow.

This scene is not only shocking from death, but also solemn and solemn.

View from above.

The young man standing in the center of heaven and earth, his robe blown away.

A man stands alone on the top of an ancient temple.

He watched the tide after tide, first opening the door, then converging, and finally twisting into a huge procession, with each step, with the firm spirit of "crossing the mountains and seas", slowly but resolutely arrived at the ancient temple in front, and then continued to walk.

Ning Yi felt a little creepy, he looked around and found that on the roof of each temple, there was a temple needle that seemed to be used to "guide thunder".

When the first "Pilgrim" arrived, there was a "whoosh" in his ears, like a heavy crossbow shot upwards with a strong wind—

From afar, the first rays of crimson brilliance rose from the "Shen Tu Yu Lei" that bore the brunt of the "Shen Tu Yu Lei", and where the pilgrims in linen robes walked, the temple needles on the temple instantly burst out with extremely high red light.

One after another whistling sound that rushed into the air.

Ning Yi muttered, "What is this?"

Is it your own hallucination?

These pilgrims did not enter the temple, but walked solemnly, stumbling in the middle, they did not squint, and stepped into the distance, and someone in the middle seemed to notice the abnormality of the "Jizo King Bodhisattva Temple", raised their heads, and showed an empty smile to Ning Yi.

Inside Ning Yi's Divine Pool, the White Bone Plain became agitated, and the two discordant emotions were entangled.

He looked at the "linen-robed pilgrim" who looked at him, it was not a pure skeleton, underneath the linen robe, there was a flesh-and-blood face, it was a young woman who looked quite marked, she saw "Ning Yi", smiled and raised a hand, and gently beckoned in her direction.

Between the sleeve robe flying, Ning Yi saw clearly the five fingers in the sleeve robe, all of which were dry bone joints.

In the end, it's still white bones.

The woman's mouth opened and closed, and she was speaking indistinct words.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows.

It's a pity that he can't understand it, maybe because those people live too long, and the words they say are very obscure...... This is not the language of the Great Sui at all.

It's just that you don't need to understand, just look at her slightly demented expression, you can probably know that she just wants to recruit herself to join this "dead" crowd.

The woman, because she saw "Ning Yi", so her pace was a little slower, and she was hit by a pilgrim behind her, and the whole person staggered, and then the surging crowd "slowly" squeezed through, and she was squeezed into the wall, and the whole person was like a fragile candle flame, just like "fragrant and jade".

Ning Yi stood on the ridge of the roof and watched as the pilgrims poured past the temple and into the distance.

He closed his eyes slightly.

The golden light in the depths of his pupils...... Dissipate slowly.

This is just the entrance, and the direction in which these "pilgrims" are going is the "home field".

Ning Yi opened his eyes again, he stood on the temple of the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, after closing the eye of heaven, there was silence between heaven and earth, the wind and snow were howling, it seemed to be a little abnormal, but where was there a figure?

"It's kind of interesting......"

Ning Yi smiled, he reopened the "Old Dragon Mountain Heavenly Eye", and his sight was filled with dense pilgrims again.

After closing, the world in front of me was howling and dead silence returned.

Now he was wondering, did the "arranger" who forced himself to the deepest part of this chess game know the evil of this place?

"If you just want to kill me by taking advantage of the danger, I'm afraid you're going to disappoint you. ”

At this point, the arranger has not yet come forward.

Ning Yi knew it in his heart.

The arranger used the West Demon Domain as a chessboard, and through the "chess game", he forced himself step by step to the point of no way out, and at this time, he didn't plan to come out to meet him...... Then there is little to no chance.

"The only thing I still can't figure out is what the Plains of Bones saw. ”

Ning Yi thought silently, he no longer opened his eyes to see those scenes that were not clean, out of sight and out of mind.

The intuition of the sword bearer is the sharpest.

Wen Tao once said that wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and there are not only great dangers here, but also "big opportunities".

After making up his mind not to think about it anymore, Ning Yi turned around.

He saw a pale face.

......

......

It's right in front of you, and if you breathe, you can even feel the snort between each other.

A miserable white, puffy face with all black pupils, without a trace of the whites of the eyes.

Just keep your eyes open, your hair falling down.

Hung upside down in front of Ning Yi.

It's a pity that there is not a trace of breath.

Ning Yi's eyelids picked, Mu Ran looked at this "Phi Hair Man" who hung down in front of him at some point, he raised his head, and the man's feet were tied and tied to the temple needle of the ancient temple.

The wind and snow howled, and there was silence.

Ning Yi confirmed that he had closed the eye of the sky.

The long and narrow ancient needle standing on the roof did not emit a red light that penetrated the heavens and the earth...... The pilgrim is not there either, so where did this person come from?

I didn't even notice my thoughts.

Ning Yi was expressionless and said, "Very good, you almost scared me." ”

He stretched out a hand and slowly covered it in front of the man.

There was no movement.

After meeting "Han Yue" on the Hongshan Plateau, Ning Yi returned to the mansion of the Marquis of Jianxing, studied the evil arts in the east, knew that there were some ghost cultivators, left the southern Xinjiang and arrived in the world within the four realms, preferring to eat people's hearts and livers, and most like to scare people to death when they are panicked, so they pretend to be ghosts.

This set didn't work for him.

It has not been useful since childhood.

Ning Yi closed his eyelids for the "hanging man".

After closing.

He opened it slowly.

The pure pitch-black pupils without the slightest whites of the eyes stared directly at Ning Yi.

Ning Yi smiled and said softly, "What do you want?"

Of course there was no response.

Ning Yi gently hovered on the other party's cheek with one hand, and within a millimeter of distance, he hesitated for a moment, and wrote lightly: "If there is any grievance, you can say it to the person below, this is the Temple of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva, the King of the Earth Bodhisattva is amazing, the Bodhisattva heard it, and it will definitely help you settle all your troubles...... Why did you come to me?"

The words "King Jizo" were spoken.

The wind grew louder.

The body of the "hanged man" seemed to be affected by the strong wind, and slowly swayed up.

Ning Yi's fingers covering his cheeks swiped lightly from top to bottom.

He intervened again and closed the man's eyes.

The result was less than three or four breaths.

The man reopened his eyes, but there was a gradual glow in them, and the pitch-black color moved closer to the middle, becoming richer.

Ning Yi smiled: "You look like this, are you dead?"

The man's body shook violently, and the white rope tied to him was like a pendulum.

Ning Yi asked again, "How can I help you?"

He smiled and said, "I said in advance that I won't recite the scriptures of excess, but I have a way to cure it...... I can help you gouge out your eyeballs. ”

"Tear up".

The "upside-down hanged man" hanging at a close distance opened his lips suddenly, revealing sharp fangs, and bit Ning Yi's neck, Ning Yi took a step back slightly, his expression was extremely calm, and his eyes still had a hint of indifference, and the distance between the two was almost rubbed against his cheeks.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting the white rope in an instant.

The pendulum broke, and the "bell hammer" hanging at the tail end went straight to Ning Yi, like a meteor.

Ning Yi stretched out a hand and took the impact with the palm of his hand, the physique of this "ghost thing" is strong, the whole person is like a steel quenched steel, the momentum is large and heavy, Ning Yi's palm exerts force, the "upside-down hanged man" comes fast, goes faster, the whole person is hit by the palm thunder and flies out upside down, adjusts the position in the air, tramples on the bricks and tiles of the temple ridge with both feet, stops the retreat, and strikes again.

Ning Yi slapped out, hitting the other party's cheek, hitting the ghost, and the whole body was stagnant.

There was a hint of surprise in Ning Yi's eyes.

It stands to reason that this slap, if it hits an ordinary Ten Realm cultivator, can directly hit it into the air.

This guy is durable.

The neck was slightly crooked, dodging a blow and bite.

This "ghost thing" of unknown origin, although he was born with a King Kong physique, but he doesn't seem to know how to fight, Ning Yi stepped on the green bricks on the roof with the soles of his feet, and after "slowly" dodging a few back and forth, he didn't want to waste any more time, so he slapped him hard again, and hit the "upside-down hanged man" in the air, dragging a head and smashing it down.

"Boom".

The roof of the temple of King Jizo Bodhisattva was directly smashed to pieces.

Ning Yi took the upside-down hangman to step on the roof ridge, and fell down directly, a head was held down by him and smashed into the ground, exploding a spider web, these are not over, Ning Yi raised a hand, this ancient temple was full of light in an instant, the talisman was bright, he reached out and twisted a blazing talisman, and there was nothing else, it was not a "five thunder spell", "evil talisman", it was a simple "light talisman", used for lighting, but the starlight here was banned, even if it was a mountain scroll, it could not be used.

Ning Yi used the "divinity" in the divine pool.

Using divinity to urge the "light talisman", the faint illuminable light has become a blazing brilliance that illuminates the world at this moment, and the naked eye cannot see it directly.

Ning Yi carried the head of the hanged man with one hand, and with the other hand, two fingers twisted the talisman, he smiled and hung the talisman in front of the man, and asked, "How?"

The blazing light of divinity burned the distorted face.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed in front of the man, and Ning Yi didn't have to do it himself, he stretched out his hands, desperately trying to rip out the dark eyeballs in his eye sockets.

It's a pity that Ning Yi didn't let him do it.

Ning Yi lowered his face coldly, stepped on the hands of the "upside-down hanged man", and said calmly: "It's still the same sentence...... If you find the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, that Bodhisattva can help you to transcend, and if you find me, all I can do is send you to complete annihilation. ”

The divinity specializes in restraining evil spirits.

On the top of the temple of the King of Jizo Bodhisattva, Ning Yi saw those ghosts who came out of the "night walk", and suppressed the idea that he wanted to kill with divinity, the sword qi of the sword holder was the most powerful, symbolizing "light", if this wisp of sword qi was put into the dark night, there was no possibility of calming.

Ning Yi watched this "ghost thing" little by little, under the scorching of divinity, it was like a fire, starting from the robe, and gradually spreading to the whole body, the divine flame burned, and finally incinerated it into powder.

With that, he stood up, clapped his hands, and dusted himself off.

Ning Yi didn't move the "fine snow" stuck in the ground, he lightly pointed a finger at the forehead of the "red cherry", and Xiao Nizi completely lost consciousness and fell asleep.

Ning Yi stretched out a hand, pulled out the "cardinal" from Xiao Nizi's clothes, and said bluntly: "Take care of her, you can manifest your true body." If something goes wrong with her, take you and ask. ”

The cardinal was free, and first stretched its neck, and let out a long cry of great merriment.

Then he looked at his surroundings and his eyes widened.

The sound of the bird's song came to an abrupt end.

The image of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, if the holy light is reflected, shines, and the monk holding the tin staff with a jewel in his hand looks majestic and murderous, sitting in the temple.

On the plaque hanging in the temple, the rust of the wind and snow slowly peeled off, revealing a line of words.

Ning Yi smiled: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Inside the temple that was originally empty.

A cloudy wind blows.

It's dense and impassable.

One after another, the ancient corpses hung upside down, hanging in the air.

They open their eyes.

There was darkness in his eyes.