The source of the long river of the Demon Crossing, the eyes of the earth gush with water, like a sinkhole, and there is a demonic entanglement, deep and heavy, it is an incomparably domineering and magnificent artistic conception, dyed with a wisp, you may fall into it.

A wisp of demonic intent, desperate and vast, oppresses everything, and makes people shudder.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, it seemed that an ancient great demon was suppressed, and he roared in despair, and the boundless demonic intent stained the vast earth.

"A great demon!" Xia Mang muttered to himself, the demonic intent in his pupils was even worse, vaguely he seemed to see the indomitable demon in his heart, he was desperate but did not give up, he was still fighting!

"You see?" a voice came from behind, "You are the Great Demon in your heart!"

Xia Mang turned around, the darkness in his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the silver fox who got up as usual and recovered as before, raised his eyebrows and said, "I seem to have underestimated you." ”

At this moment, the silver fox's breath is stable, and its fur is bright, how can it still have the previous decline? Obviously, it has recovered from its injuries, or rather...... Everything that had been before was just a disguise for it.

Now tearing up the coat is the real silver fox!

"It is said that the fox is insidious and cunning, and has a bad stomach, but today is considered to be insightful. Xia Mang nodded, it was obvious that this silver fox was a pitfall, everything before was disguised, whether it was injuries or escapes, even those stupid performances were just its tricks.

"What is the purpose of you bringing me here?" Xia Mang narrowed his eyes, looked around carefully, and secretly guarded himself, this silver fox deliberately led himself here, he must have a plan, and he must have something to ask for.

But no matter what it "asks", it will inevitably do a hundred harms to itself and no benefit!

This damn silver fox is a big pit goods, it is wearing a "human skin", it is disguised from beginning to end, there must be a deadly conspiracy in it, how can Xia Mang not be vigilant?

"Do you know what this place is?" asked the silver fox, now not as embarrassed as before, irritable and angry, and its golden pupils were full of wisdom.

Tearing apart the disguised silver fox revealed the essence of the fox spirit.

"The source of the Modu River. Xia Mang frowned.

"Since you know that it is the source of the Modu River, then you should have heard that there was a big Buddha who had been sitting in meditation here for a hundred years to preach Buddhism, and spent a hundred years to build a floating temple...... "The silver fox is good and seductive."

"Futu?"

Xia Mang frowned, he had been in the first ruin for ten years, so he naturally knew about this rumor, but he only knew it, it was not the first time he had come to the source of this demon river, but he had never seen any "floating slaughter".

There's only one sinkhole.

He always thought that this was just a legend, a story made up by Shimen in order to promote Buddhism, to spread falsehoods and deceive the world, and he had never taken it seriously, but now what does this silver fox mean when he mentions "Futu"?

"Is there really a floating massacre?"

Xia Mang pondered, glanced around, his eyes became more and more fierce, in the Buddha family, Futu is also called "Futu", which means the real Buddha map, later generations of Shimen and called the Futu Tower "Futu", the so-called "Futu", in a broad sense, is to accumulate merit, saving a life is better than making a seven-level Futu is this explanation, in a narrow sense, it is to build the Futu Tower, a brick and tile, a little bit and an inch are integrated into the Buddha's rhyme, which can be called the treasure of Buddhism.

This is his understanding of "floating slaughter", relatively one-sided, but overall, it is somewhat understanding the origin of "floating slaughter", logically speaking, if there is really a big Buddha here to build floating slaughter, then there should be a floating slaughter tower on this earth eye sinkhole to suppress the source of the long river of demons, but he has been here so many times, never seen any floating slaughter tower.

In fact, not to mention the Futu Tower, he didn't even feel a bit of Buddha rhyme, all he could sense was the boundless despair of the demonic intent, profound, vast, unyielding, and vast.

Therefore, he never believed that a big Buddha had come here to make a floating slaughter, and it must have been made up by that group of bald donkeys in order to promote Buddhism.

"Futu, Futu......" Xia Mang stared at the earth's eye sinkhole, startled, and said: "Is there really a real Buddha picture? It's just that it's impregnated with the demonic intent of despair, so it's not visible?"

If the demon suppressed the Buddha, naturally there will be no Buddha rhyme and pagoda!

"A demon like you naturally can't sense the location of the floating slaughter, otherwise how dare you come here?" said the silver fox, "This floating slaughter that you can't see will become your burial place." ”

Xia Mang's eyes narrowed suddenly, because he wanted to stay away from the source of the Modu River, but he couldn't move his footsteps.

"Buzz!"

A vast Buddha power suddenly emerged, overwhelming in the air, calming his mind and oppressing his physical body, and for a moment he could barely move.

"Amitabha. ”

At this moment, a clear Buddha horn sounded, Xia Mang turned his head with difficulty, and saw a young monk wearing silk clothes and shoes walking, he looked fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was delicate, his eyes were clear and clear, and there was a very clean aura.

He and Xia Mang looked at each other, folded his hands, reciting the mysterious scriptures in his mouth, as he approached, a floating tower appeared, the tower is about a zhang high, but there are eighteen heavy, some vague and transparent, not substantial, is a slightly virtual "floating slaughter".

The floating tower is suspended above the sinkhole of the earth's eye, and the whole body is overflowing with Buddha rhyme, Sanskrit flashes, and the Zen rhyme is magnificent, which just shrouds Xia Mang in it.

Xia Mang was suppressed in the Futu Tower!

"The Prajna Sutra is worthy of being a Buddhist classic, the little master of Bodhi recited the mantra, resonated with the Futu, and took down this demon without much effort!"

"Prajna Sutra?" Xia Mang said with difficulty, "It turned out to be the bald donkey of Pranya Temple. ”

Prajna Temple is located in the treasure temple of Ananda, is one of the Buddhist temples of the Buddha Gate to carry the tripod, it is rumored that there are Vajra Arhats, Golden Body Bodhisattvas and so on in the temple, the incense is prosperous, such as the sun in the sky.

And "Prajna Sutra" is the hand-me-down Buddhist scripture of Prajna Temple, which contains great wisdom and boundless Buddhism.

If this little monk can comprehend the Prajna Sutra, he must be a monk of the Prajna Temple, and his status is definitely not low, because ordinary monks are not qualified to contact the Prajna Sutra at all.

"The little monk is not a bald donkey. The little monk with the Dharma name "Bodhi" explained with a serious face: "The little monk is shaving, shaving off the three thousand troubled threads, in order to purify the six roots and concentrate on practicing the Dharma. ”

His eyes were pure, and he looked like he was not deeply involved in the world, as if he was afraid that Xia Mang would misunderstand, and explained it, emphasizing that he was shaving, not a bald donkey.

"Shaving?"

The oppressive force exerted by the Futu Pagoda on Xia Mang's body seemed to have been reduced a lot, making him feel better, but he was still trapped in the Futu Pagoda, unable to get out, Xia Mang knew that he couldn't escape, so he no longer wasted his strength, he looked at the little monk Bodhi, and said: "Little monk, let me ask you, if the six roots are not pure, can't you cultivate Buddha?"

"Absolutely. The little monk said seriously: "The Buddha said that all beings in front of the Buddha are equal, and everyone can participate in the Buddha." ”

"Since everyone can participate in the Buddha, and the six pure roots are the same, then why do you have to shave your head first and then cultivate the Buddha?" Xia Mang asked with a smile, "Isn't this an extra move?"

The little monk was stunned, obviously asked, he touched his little bald head, and said, "The little monk doesn't know." ”

"Then when you think of Chu, please tell me, I'm also curious about this answer. Xia Mang seemed to be kind enough to remind.

The little monk fell into deep thought, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled, as if he was at war between heaven and man, and he looked very entangled.

The silver fox saw that something bad was going to happen, this little Bodhi monk admitted his death, he was obviously fooled by Xia Mang, if he let Xia Mang flicker a few more words, took the initiative to open the Futu Tower, and released Xia Mang, wouldn't it be a bamboo basket to draw water?

"Little Master Bodhi, don't fall into the pit!" The silver fox hurriedly shouted: "Xia Mang is the devil, the devil with deep demon roots, he is talking nonsense, bewitching the people, he is hurting your Buddha heart and practice, you must be fooled!"

"If you want to say that you are a demon to confuse the public, it should be you, right?" Xia Mang glanced at him and laughed: "Don't forget, you are the demon!"

"......" Silver Fox was speechless.

"But I think he has a point. The little monk Bodhi glanced at the silver fox, then looked at Xia Mang, and said with a serious face: "I don't understand, when I go back to the temple, I will ask the master to ask for advice." ”

The corners of the silver fox's mouth couldn't help twitching, completely speechless.

Xia Mang resisted the urge to laugh, he felt that this little monk was not pretending to be pure, but really pure, he seemed to be not deeply involved in the world, too easy to fool, just stupid and cute.

Suddenly, Xia Mang's face condensed slightly, because on both sides of the Modu River, several more figures walked out.

"The magic sound is confusing, it is worthy of being the first Xia demon in the first ruin!"

"Climbing to the top of the Human Demon Tower, the first person in eight hundred years after the Demon Slaughter, it is really an extraordinary person. A young man said, and he approached and met Chamang's gaze with a calm gaze.

"Is the inheritor of the Demon Lord an idle person?" a beautiful woman pursed her lips and smiled.

"It's normal for such a person to be favored by the Demon Lord and recognized by "The Demon Dao", but it's a pity...... I'm going to die. The person next to him shook his head, as if he was sorry for Xia Mang.

......

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight more people appeared, all young men and women, standing on the bank of the Modu River, looking at Xia Mang, who was trapped in the Futu Tower, with different expressions.

Most of them are outsiders, and when they heard about Xia Mang's deeds of climbing to the top of the human demon tower and hunting with a bow, and they were summoned by the sect, they rushed to the first ruin to eliminate the demons, because they were close, or they themselves were trained and walked in the first ruin, and they came the fastest.

And the silver fox is the leader, everyone has the same purpose, naturally it is a hit, after some planning, the silver fox came forward, led Xia Mang to this place, and suppressed it with the Futu Tower.

In ancient times, there was a saying that the floating slaughter subjugated the demons, and they felt that relying on this floating slaughter tower would definitely be able to completely subdue Xia Mang, the biggest demon in the world in the future.

Even if they haven't fought each other, they have more or less heard the name of the first ruin Xia Mang, and it is difficult to be the opponent of this ruthless man in a head-to-head confrontation, plus everyone has their own calculations in their hearts, and finally reached an agreement and decided to use this "Futu Tower" to subdue the demon.

The silver fox is the leader, and the little monk Bodhi is the key, because the big Buddha who once built the Futu came from the Prajna Temple, and only by relying on the "Prajna Sutra" can he barely drive the Futu Tower, and the critical moment to ambush Xia Mang.

"You're so well prepared!"

Xia Mang glanced at everyone and couldn't help nodding, in order to trap himself, these guys also have a heart, a heart or not, although he made a mistake this time, he didn't lose unjustly.

But even if he was trapped, he really didn't pay much attention to these people, and the one who really made him pay attention to it was the young Taoist at the back.

At this moment, on the Modu River, a young Taoist was riding a big goldfish against the current.