Chapter 806: There Is Still a World Within a World!

"A few masters have been polite. ”

Nangong He'er returned the salute.

"Master!"

In the distance, a middle-aged monk shouted with an extremely happy face, and the Buddha's light trembled all over his body, obviously extremely excited in his heart.

"Yin and yang are separated, and the relationship between you and me is exhausted. ”

The leader of the three Buddhist monks sighed lightly, did not look at the middle-aged monk, and walked towards another void, standing quietly.

"Master ......"

The middle-aged monk's face flickered with sadness and joy, and then he folded his hands, bowed deeply, and stopped talking.

Soon, in the ancient road of Huangquan, there were many dead spirits again, including sword cultivation, sword cultivation, demon cultivation, and feng shui masters......

But without exception, when everyone came out, they all bowed to Nangong He'er first to show respect.

"Please descend from the Ten Thousand Yin Divine Mountain. ”

I don't know how long it has been, in the ancient road of Huangquan, there is no dead spirit coming out, Nangong He'er commanded lightly.

With her command, the aura of the twelve black-robed figures suddenly skyrocketed!

It's like twelve yin energy tornadoes, standing between heaven and earth!

Strange laws descended, as if there was a magic pen, sketching in the void.

With a few strokes, the outline of a majestic black sacred mountain was outlined.

The sacred mountain is ten thousand feet high, nine thousand feet wide, suspended in the void, covering the sky and the sun!

"Wanyin Divine Mountain, out!"

The twelve black-robed figures drank softly, and their hoarse and ancient voices resounded in the heavens and the earth, as if they had touched some strange existence, and suddenly, the outline of the black divine mountain in the void became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The yin wind howled, emerged from nothingness, and surrounded the sacred mountain.

The black ghost qi steamed, turning into ghost shadows, wandering in the sky.

Clang......!

An earth-shattering bell rang from an unknown place, and this bell sounded as if it fixed heaven and earth, reincarnation, and everything in the world!

Black Mount Kinabalu instantly becomes real!

Ten thousand gods, standing in the void, covering the sky!

Twelve ancient roads, winding down, faintly, seem to extend from the top of the mountain!

It was shrouded in endless black fog and ghosts screaming, but everyone was in a trance, as if they had seen twelve incomparably ancient palaces standing, as if they were eternal!

"The law of curiosity!"

Dong Zhongshu raised his eyebrows slightly, the birth of this 'Wanyin Divine Mountain' really surprised him a little.

It is as if it is directly embodied by the unfathomable law, and it is not a real mountain!

But the mountain in front of you is indeed real!

"Seeing the mountains is the mountains, and seeing the water is the water. ”

"Seeing a mountain is not a mountain, and seeing water is not water. ”

"Seeing the mountain is still a mountain, seeing the water is still water. ”

"Forging the existence of this 'Ten Thousand Yin Divine Mountain' is terrifying. ”

Xuanzang said quietly.

"What Senior Brother said is right, according to legend, the 'Ten Thousand Yin Divine Mountain' is forged by immortals above the Nine Heavens, and countless eras exist in the heavens and all worlds. ”

"There are twelve palaces on it, literature, martial arts, immortals, Buddhas, instruments, feng shui, and magic ......"

"In every Dao Palace, it is rumored that there is a supreme treasure or supreme inheritance, but unfortunately, for countless eras, the Twelve Dao Palaces still exist, and no living or dead soul can enter. ”

"The Supreme of the Ancient is no exception!"

'Hui Zhen' looked at the 'Ten Thousand Yin Divine Mountain' suspended in the void and said with emotion.

"What you gain is fate, and if you lose, why not fate?"

Xuanzang said softly.

"Senior brother's understanding of Buddhism is so deep, Hui Zhen is ashamed of himself!"

Huizhen was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, and saluted to Xuanzang.

At this time, he was very curious, what is the origin of Faxiangzong?

Why is there such a person as Xuanzang who is so proficient in Buddhism, but his reputation is not obvious, and he has never heard of it in the Western Heaven World?

The Great World of the West Heaven is the base camp of Buddhism.

It is full of Buddhist practices, and there is a temple a hundred miles away.

There are even some temples that have an incomparably ancient inheritance and are deeply hidden, and they are the 'Fighting Buddha Sect' that now rules the Western Heaven World, and they must also be treated solemnly!

"Could it be that the Dharma Xiangzong is the same as those ancient temples, adhering to the ancient Dharma and educating sentient beings?"

Hui Zhen secretly guessed in his heart.

Because of the reason why the 'Fighting Buddha Sect' is in charge of the Western Heaven World, now Buddhism, most of the monks are studying the way of fighting, and although the Buddhist scriptures can also be recited, the purpose has changed.

Intensive study of Buddhist scriptures, just to better understand the way of fighting Buddhism!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Ten Thousand Yin Divine Mountain has been opened, and you can decide to stay at your discretion. ”

Nangong He'er said lightly, and then as soon as she stepped on it, she walked towards one of the ancient roads, and in just an instant, the figure had already disappeared.

With Nangong He'er's movements, the officials of the Star Moon Divine Dynasty who were standing behind her did not hesitate, each chose an ancient path and disappeared into the black mist.

"The fate of Wanyin Divine Mountain will only appear for countless years, although it is impossible to reach the peak and spy on the secrets of the Dao Palace, but along the way, collecting 'Taiyin Divine Water' is also very helpful for cultivation. ”

"Senior brother, how are you going?"

Huizhen said to Xuanzang.

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly, and then the two of them flashed slightly, and disappeared into a stone road.

Dong Zhongshu also walked slowly and walked towards a stone road.

......

"Sure enough, there are some doorways!"

Dong Zhongshu chuckled, at this time, he was sitting in an examination room, there was a table in front of him, and on the table, there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

There were other candidates around, but they were all shrouded in thick fog and couldn't see clearly.

He tried, but he could only move around the area, and the rest of the place, even with his strength, could not step in.

"The children's test begins!"

"Topics, Papers & Days!"

In the void, a majestic voice sounded, just like the Wendao immortal who sat in the nine heavens and stood above the heavens and the earth, and the Wendao breath rushed into the sky!

"On the text and the sky?"

Dong Zhongshu thought thoughtfully, the road of literature and Taoism in the Wanyin Divine Mountain is unfolding in the situation of the imperial examination?

He and Xuanzang didn't have any acquaintances in the Xingyue Divine Dynasty, so naturally they didn't know anything about everything on the Wanyin Divine Mountain.

"Interesting!"

He smiled lightly, imperial examination?

What a distant memory......

After a moment's thought, he began to write.

Suddenly, the aura of Wendao was revealed, Haoran was upright, the white light was dazzling, and the canopy covered the sky!

In just a breath of time, on a piece of white paper, there are a bright big characters appearing, in each big word, there seems to be an infinitely prosperous world of literature and Taoism, a famous literati who is amazing ancient and modern in the world to write splendid articles!

This scene, if the rest of the Wendao monks saw it, they would be stunned and unbelievable.

The pen falls into the storm, the pen falls to show the weather, the pen falls to shake all souls, and the pen falls out of the world!

These are the four realms between the gods and spirits of Wendao.

But after the pen fell, every big character showed a world, and there were endless creatures in the world writing splendid articles, and even in those splendid articles, many worlds appeared!

In the world, there is a world, endless!