Yan Chixia looked at the hall in front of her and was speechless.

He didn't expect that Chen Yi would use such a method to hide the original Lanruo Temple.

What made him feel a huge shock in his heart, and what he couldn't say was the scene in front of him.

"Unexpectedly, here, Fang is the true face of Lanruo Temple, in vain I Yan Chixia has been here for many years, but I haven't noticed it at all,"

Yan Chixia sighed, and immediately clasped her hands together and bowed to the surrounding corpses.

"I, Yan Chixia, have never worshiped gods and Buddhas, but today I have to worship, all the monks sacrifice themselves to suppress demons, it is really merciful and compassionate, and people worship it."

The bones of hundreds of monks sat in the hall, and blood maps spread on the walls and on the ground......

At first glance, it is terrifying and eerie.

But he could feel a kind of fearless, compassionate determination emanating from it.

The impact on his psyche was even greater.

He has also lived in seclusion in Lanruo Temple for a long time, and even often in this hall, he is unaware that there is another appearance here, hiding such a shocking scene.

Although from Chen Yi's mouth, the catastrophe of Lanruo Temple is not unrelated to those senior monks.

But it is impossible to deny their hearts.

The hundreds of monks, even more so.

Zhiqiu Yiye also looked at the prospect, stunned, and jumped out of the past.

The empty little monk was much calmer than him, but he put his hands together, still holding a pacifier in his mouth, and muttered scriptures.

The little face is solemn, and it has a somewhat solemn appearance.

"Where there is a cause, there will be an effect, and if there is an effect, there must be a cause."

Chen Yi walked over slowly.

"Although the monks of Lan Ruo are obsessed with their thoughts for a while, they have caused trouble, so sacrificing themselves to become benevolent, it can be regarded as karma and karma, but it is a pity that the monks in this temple are innocently implicated,"

"But the cause of this calamity is not necessarily just the attachment of the monks."

Yan Chixia pondered: "What the master means is the ...... of the underworld."

"The suicide note of the master that Yan Daxia saw, the catastrophe of Lan Ruo, the blood book of the barefoot monk......"

Chen Yi walked in front of the treasure of the earth: "There are changes in the underworld, nine times out of ten, so this trip is afraid to be dangerous and unpredictable, Yan Daxia, Zhiqiu Daochang, the two of you really decide, to enter the ghost gate with the little monk?" ”

In fact, according to Chen Yi's own intentions, he didn't plan to move until he recovered from his injuries.

It's just that his plan went unexpected.

Still don't have the money to make trouble......

In the White Snake World before, he got a reward, an opportunity to refine treasures, but he has not used it until now.

Chen Yi's original abacus was to use the power of the gray curtain to refine Guanyin's law as a magic weapon.

In the past few days, he had already tried once in the bronze hall.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten the virtue of asking for money after the gray curtain, and the result is naturally a failure.

It's obviously a reward, but this opportunity to refine treasures, not only does he have to find a treasure refiner by himself, but he also has to spend a lot of willpower!

For Chen Yi, who is now penniless, there is no other way than to come out and play to make some money......

Yan Chixia knew that he was going to enter the underworld, so she asked to go with her.

When he asked this sentence, Yan Chixia naturally said indifferently: "If the ghost door is opened, it will be a major event that will cause disaster in the world, and Yan is duty-bound." ”

Zhiqiu Yiye said a little awkwardly: "I'm a little afraid of death...... However, since the master and the seniors are gone, then I won't go, if I miss something, it will be a big loss, so master, you must not leave me! ”

"Okay, since that's the case, then the four of you and I will enter the ghost gate together, and see what is the great thing behind the ghost gate."

Seeing this, Chen Yi no longer discouraged.

In fact, although his Dao injuries have not healed, he has suppressed most of them, most of his cultivation has been liberated, and there is also the incarnation of the Heavenly Demon, and he is not really afraid of the underworld behind the ghost gate.

I also want to know, if it is really so powerful, how can it be sealed with the golden body of the six monks of Lanruo Temple alone?

It's really a danger of nine deaths and a lifetime, and it's impossible for him to take the emptiness with him.

Taking him this time also wants to let Kongkong have more experience and grow up faster.

First, he needed a helper.

Second, Chen Yi didn't want to move forward by himself, but in the end, looking back, he was just alone.

Therefore, now he is consciously cultivating the people around him and giving them the opportunity to improve as much as possible.

Straight to the point.

Chen Yi looked up at the hidden treasure in the place, and he was in front of him, and bowed respectfully three times.

Only then did he straighten up, stretched out his hand, and set up the five-colored lotus platform under the treasure phase.

With just this contact, Chen Yi felt a breath of yin and cold, and from the fingertips and palms where he touched Baoxiang, like an insect, he drilled in.

Yin is extreme, but it is also extremely domineering.

Like an extremely small drill bit, even his Arhat gold body was slightly shocked.

Although he failed to invade the body, the cold meaning also made him feel cold all over his body.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Yi's abnormality at this moment was captured by Yan Chixia.

Chen Yi nodded and said, "It's true that there are some minor troubles, and they all take precautions and protect themselves." ”

When Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye heard this, they didn't dare to relax, and they each condensed their mana and guarded them.

Kongkong stood behind Chen Yi.

"Boom!"

The moment Chen Yi lifted the treasure with both hands, he received the treasure in the Sumeru space.

But a black pillar rose from it.

Seeing the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall as if there was nothing, it came out directly through the top and rushed straight out of the Fumo Mountain above.

On the mountain, Qian Duoduo and Xie Yu, who were discussing how to rescue a few people who had fallen into the "clubhouse", and some pilgrims who came to visit, suddenly felt a sudden death and vibration under their feet.

Before he could react, he saw a black pillar rushing out of the mountain at his feet, penetrating the entire mountain in an instant, straight into the air.

But at this moment, the entire Fumo Mountain suddenly lit up with a bright golden light.

The black pillar that rose to the sky had rushed to a height of a hundred feet in the air in an instant.

But it was blocked by the sudden golden light.

Like a cage, this black mist is firmly encircled, and it is difficult to enter a single bit.

On one side of the mountain wall, a few lines of golden characters emerged: Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Bengen. Extensive cultivation of ten thousand calamities, prove my supernatural powers. Demons are frightened, and spirits are dead.

The golden light that blocked the black pillar shot out from these golden words.

Qian Duoduo and all the pilgrims on the mountain watched this scene in amazement.

The black pillar turned out to be some black smoke, which was so thick that it was almost as condensed as substance.

As soon as it was blocked by the golden light, the black mist suddenly erupted, spreading out in all directions, rolling like a tide.

Almost instantly, it submerged the sky over Fumo Mountain.

It is surging towards the Fumo Mountain below.

Seeing the billowing black mist coming from the air, the pilgrims on the mountain were terrified and screamed.

At this time, the golden light on the mountain changed again, and the golden light distorted, spread and entangled, like a silk lock, and in an instant, a large net was weaved, covering all the black mist.

The black fog was rolling and surging, rushing left and right, but there was not a trace of leakage.

Seeing this scene, those pilgrims were like miraculous signs.

Thinking of the legend, I immediately thought that there was a demon to haunt me, and the Bodhisattva appeared to subdue the demon, and knelt down one by one to worship.