The long, narrow stone staircase spirals down.

The evil Buddha followed behind a monk and was walking down the stone staircase to the bottom of the Burning Mountain.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but since I entered, the stone staircase seemed to have no end, and there was always a curved arc in front of me, blocking the view.

The narrow corridor was very quiet, and the two of them walked one after the other, but there was no sound of footsteps, and the silence was so frightening.

There are no wall lamps in the stairs, the only light, only the oil lamp in the hand of the monk who leads the way, although it illuminates the road ahead, but the evil Buddha follows behind, in fact, it can only follow, and there is nothing to see at all.

The evil Buddha is not worried about what trap the abbot has set on him, after all, if this kind of thing is to be done, it has already been done, and there is no need to save him back.

Although he has been walking for a long time, the evil Buddha's heart is very calm, and his left hand gently flicks the Buddha beads wrapped around his wrist, following step by step, without saying a word, his face is calm.

I don't know how long it took and how far I walked, but according to the evil Buddha's guess, it should have been almost to the bottom of the belly of the Burning Mountain, and it should be almost to the destination, right?

Sure enough, after walking for a while, the view in front of me suddenly became straighter instead of being blocked by the cylindrical wall.

The leading monk carried the lamp and continued to walk forward, and soon saw that there were two wooden doors at the end, which looked delicate and carved with many patterns, but after the corrosion of time, it had begun to turn yellow.

Coming to the door, the leading monk took out the key from his sleeve and opened the door, and there was a sour tooth creaking sound, and the door was pushed open.

Immediately, a light came on inside and shone through the body of the evil Buddha.

"Let's go inside!" The leading monk got out of the way and said, "Just look, don't take away!" ”

When the evil Buddha heard this, he didn't speak, but only stepped into the door, and only entered with his hind feet, and the wooden door behind him squeaked again, clicked, and shut.

He didn't care, just looked at the environment behind the door.

It looks like it should be a library with a lot of space, with rows of bookshelves and books stored in an orderly manner.

He didn't rush to look through it, but only walked around the outside, but in the innermost corner, he saw a wooden ladder leading to the top, indicating that there was another layer on it.

Then, he stopped in front of the row of bookshelves closest to the wooden ladder, picked up a copy in his hand, and glanced at it.

The title of the book is "The Great Enlightenment Mantra".

I flipped through it casually and found that it was actually just an attack method of the Buddha-Inca mantra.

He wasn't interested in this, so he flipped through the others, and found that in addition to this kind of spell, there were also some stick techniques, swordsmanship, knife techniques, etc., all kinds of things!

None of this was what he wanted.

Is it on top?

Without much thought, he walked straight to the stairs.

However, he had only ascended three steps before he immediately felt a pressure drop on his shoulders.

This pressure increases by a few points with each step.

So he immediately understood, this should be equivalent to a test, right? Those who can withstand this pressure are also qualified to choose the cheats above.

It's a simple and uncreative approach, but it's simple and effective.

At the same time, I also told the people who entered here that the cheats collected here should be better than the first layer, and the first layer should be more precious than the other, which means that there must be more than one or two layers here, right?

How many floors will there be? Is it the ninth floor?

Because both Buddhism and Taoism highly respect the number 'nine', many buildings will deliberately conform to it.

However, the evil Buddha didn't think much about it, because since he knew the cheats of the higher level, the better, so no matter how many layers he had, he just had to go up.

The test on this floor naturally couldn't stop him, he easily went up to the second floor, and the moment his feet left the stairs, the pressure on his shoulders disappeared without a trace, as if it was an illusion.

This second floor is basically the same as the first floor, there are still some bookshelves in an orderly manner, and some books are placed on them.

He flipped through it casually, and there were also some cultivation moves stored here.

Seeing this, he lost interest for a moment, and came to the corner at the end of the second floor, and sure enough, there was a wooden ladder leading to it.

He continued upstairs and broke through the pressure on the second floor to the third floor.

When I got here, I didn't have any interest in looking through it anymore, so I found the staircase leading to the higher floors and continued to walk up.

One floor, two floors...... He was only halfway up the stairs to the fifth floor, and he couldn't withstand the pressure and retreated.

It turns out that I can only climb to the fourth floor?

He stood at the top of the stairs, feeling a little regretful in his heart, it seemed that the fourfold cultivation realm of the Soul Refining Method was not enough for him to go to a higher level.

However, people can't be greedy, since they can't go up to the fifth floor, they can also be on the fourth floor!

He turned and left the stairs without hesitation, searching among the bookshelves on the fourth floor.

The bookshelves on the fourth floor are not usually books like downstairs, but scrolls one by one.

On the bookshelves here, there are obvious labels, distinguishing the bookshelf where the soul map and the soul art are located.

The abbot of the Burning Mountain seemed to have expected that he could only go to the fourth floor, and he could not go up to the upper floor.

Sure enough, everything was in the abbot's control.

But it doesn't matter, it's already good to be able to get a soul map and soul magic for nothing - what more bikes do you need?

There are these scrolls on the shelves, each layer seems to be a little large, densely packed together, and the materials used to make these scrolls are also varied, mostly animal skins and cloth, etc., some thick and thin, some light and some heavy.

A rough estimate is that in this vast space, with so many bookshelves and scrolls, I am afraid that there will be no less than 10,000 volumes! There are so many of them, and I am afraid it will not take long for him to find what he is satisfied with!

However, he is not in a hurry or impatient, anyway, the abbot of Burning Pure Mountain did not say that there is a time limit, it is a big deal that he can always find a suitable and satisfactory soul map soul technique for him by reading it volume by volume.

At that moment, he didn't hesitate, and was about to find a soul art first, so he started to flip through the bookshelf marked with soul magic.

He didn't come in order, he just picked up a volume at random, unfolded it, and roughly looked at the beginning, so that he could judge whether it was what he needed.

But what he didn't expect was that after just reading a few volumes, he found a volume of soul art called the Demon Yagamen Mantra, and after a cursory look, his heart couldn't help but move, and after a closer look, he was satisfied with this volume of soul art; Just what he needed!

Immediately, he put it aside alone, changed it to the bookshelf where the soul map was stored, and began to look for the soul map.

The so-called soul map, in fact, after unfolding, at first glance, is a bit like the anatomy diagram of the acupuncture points and meridians hanging on the wall of the Chinese medicine hospital, with lines horizontal and vertical on the simple human body.

However, there are also not human body drawings, but drawing flowers, birds, plants, trees, insects, beasts, etc., which are also connected with many lines, and these lines are the soul veins indicated by the map.

These maps look a little funny, and I don't know if they are to hide people's eyes and ears from being easily seen, or if there is really something worth thinking about.

This time, the evil Buddha was not so lucky, and almost the entire bookshelves were rummaged through, but he couldn't find anything that satisfied him.

But he was not discouraged, and when one bookshelf was finished, he went to another and continued to look through it.

There was a deathly silence on the floor, except for a few clusters of light embedded in the cave overhead, emitting a soft light that illuminated the space.

The Evil Buddha was very quick to select the soul map, and he only unfolded the scroll, swept it up, and quickly re-rolled it up and put it back in place.

But occasionally, he would take it seriously, but eventually gave up.

I don't know how long it took, and no one came to call him, so he kept looking for it on the fourth floor.

Finally, the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and when he turned to the last few volumes on the second shelf, he found a scroll of soul drawings called the Buddha Diagram of the Concept of Kim Il Dae.

The name of this soul map is quite strange, but after the evil Buddha looked at it, he looked at it carefully for a few minutes, and then even put it away, returned to the place where he put down the soul magic before, and then sat down directly in the gap between the bookshelves, re-unfolded the soul map scroll, and watched.

Before coming in, the monk who led the way said that he was only allowed to look at it, and it was not allowed to take it away, which meant that he had to keep the soul scroll and soul art he found firmly in his mind, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise, it would be very difficult to come back.

There are no doors or windows on the floor, only a small opening down the stairs, and if you stay here, you can't notice the passage of time at all.

The evil Buddha looked at it for an unknown amount of time, and then rolled up the soul scroll and put it back in its original position, and then picked up the soul magic demon Yegamen mantra, and continued to sit on the ground, flipping through it.

After another period of time, he stood up, patted his buttocks, and put the soul scroll back in its place, and then walked towards the stairs and went downstairs with ease.

When you go downstairs, it's simple.

The evil Buddha soon came to the closed door, and without any movement, the two doors automatically opened to both sides, and I saw that the monk who had led the way before had been standing at the door, holding an oil lamp in his hand, and his eyes were closed, as if he were a stone carving.

Looking at this appearance, it should be how long the evil Buddha has been in it, and how long has the leading monk been standing here, and ordinary people will be like this, I am afraid that they will not be able to stand it for a long time, and they are not ordinary people, so they can endure it like this.

Sensing that the double doors were wide open, the leading monk opened his eyes, looked at the evil Buddha, and didn't say anything, turned around and walked back with the oil lamp.

Maybe I already know where my destination is, but the way back doesn't feel so long.

When he got to the ground, the monk who led the way folded his hands together and bowed to the Buddha, and then turned and left, while the Buddha himself returned to his room, washed himself, got rid of his exhaustion, put on clean clothes, and then left the room again to find the abbot of the Burning Mountain.

This time, he went to say goodbye.

The abbot of Burning Pure Mountain obviously knew about it for a long time, and after the two said a few words, the evil Buddha came out of the grotto, and there was already a monk waiting outside the door, and it was the monk who led him to see the abbot of Burning Mountain after he woke up.

Until now, the evil Buddha still doesn't know what the monk's name is.

However, it doesn't matter.

The two of them did not speak, and as they had led him to the abbot, one after the other, they quickly went down the hill one by the other.

The monk, who did not know the name of the Dharma, sent the evil Buddha to the front and back of the tall and magnificent mountain gate, then stopped and bowed to the evil Buddha.

The evil Buddha bowed slightly, in response, and then continued to walk down the stairs, without looking back, towards the misty mist in the distance, and soon after, his back disappeared without a trace.

After the evil Buddha had disappeared, the monk turned around and went back the way he had come.

The road ahead is boundless, and the traces of the evil Buddha have never been known.

…………

"Huh?! You actually saw Gong Chen's sleeve!? ”

In the backyard where the three of them temporarily lived, Zhou Qingli was holding the Immortal Flawed Sword and practicing Qingyang swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship is light and ethereal, at first glance, it seems that many of the moves are exactly the same, just repeated, but in fact, the swordsmanship of each move seems to be similar, but in fact, there are small changes.

Zhou Qingli has only just started this swordsmanship, and he is far from being proficient, so he must practice more and understand more in order to gradually master it completely.

And when he was practicing swords in the courtyard, Xiaoyao Xian and Song Jianqiu sat on a wooden bench and watched him practice swords.

Song Jianqiu only suddenly remembered that Xiaoyao Xian had also lived for hundreds of years, and she didn't know if she would know Gong Chen's sleeves, so she asked tentatively, and the result was that Xiaoyao Xian's reaction was far greater than she imagined.

"Of course...... Got acquainted! Xiaoyao Immortal said: "I know the four ghost kings!" I also know Gong Chen's sleeves...... It's a no-fight and don't know each other! Anyway, after a fight, I got to know each other, this woman's swordsmanship is outrageous! What is practiced seems to be what kind of Xuanyin Wuji Sword, you must have the body of Xuanyin to practice...... It's amazing! ”

After Xiaoyao Xian finished speaking, he took a sip of the red gourd and said, "The two women I admire the most, Gong Chensleeve is one of them!" ”

"Why? Is it because she's amazing? Song Jianqiu asked.

"It's just a little bit better than me!" Xiaoyao Xian seemed to be hiding something, and said: "What I admire about her is that she has nothing to do with such a big mountain peak and run around, which is much more awesome than me carrying only a gourd!" You say yes, right? She can control such a heavy mountain, can you not admire it? ”

Hearing this, Song Jianqiu was a little speechless, this Xiaoyao Immortal always seemed to pay attention to places that ordinary people couldn't pay attention to, and the angle was always so tricky.

However, if you think about it carefully, Xiaoyao Xian's words still have some truth, she has seen Jianfeng Mountain, it is indeed very tall, and Gong Chen's sleeves can drive and fly everywhere in the underworld, which is indeed not something that ordinary people can do.

"I said, why does this kid's swordsmanship look a little familiar!"

Xiao Yaoxian gestured with his chin to Zhou Qingli, who was practicing swords, and said: "Although there are many swordsmanship in Gong Chen's sleeves, they all have an obvious characteristic, that is, they are sharp!" Although other people's swordsmanship is also very strong, Gong Chen's swordsmanship is particularly powerful! ”

"The swordsmanship I learned from her is the same! I can see it at a glance! Xiaoyao said proudly.

You can see it at a glance? Then why did I only know when I talked about Gong Chen's sleeves?

Song Jianqiu turned this sentence in his heart, a little speechless.

It's late~ Sorry

(End of chapter)