"Whatever you madman thinks, this temple won't be surprised. ”

He Yun's tone was also full of mockery.

When the blood-clothed Buddha heard this, he smiled disapprovingly, and said:

"That's right. If it was placed millions of years ago, it would have given the poor nuns a hundred dares, and the poor nuns would not dare to be presumptuous in this underworld. ”

"It's just that if you put it now, it's very different. ”

In the eyes of the blood-clothed Buddha, a trace of light quietly flashed.

"Bloody Buddha, what are you planning?"

He Yun also said solemnly. Faintly, he felt that the blood-clothed Buddha must have a lot of intentions.

"You ......"

"Forget it. ”

He Yun also waved his hand suddenly. He didn't want to get involved in the matter of the Bloody Buddha. He now has more and more of a feeling that he can't understand this woman. From the moment she quietly subdued the sword soul, He Yun also realized that this woman was not simple.

This woman, although she acts wildly, is not meticulous. If you are involved in a relationship with her, you must always be careful and guarded, otherwise, you don't know when she will be sold.

"The matter of clothes, the main hall will solve it. Let's leave it at that!"

After saying that, He Yun also turned around and was about to leave. It's like a blood-clothed Buddha, like a wild beast.

"He Yunye!"

The Blood-Coated Buddha shouted urgently.

"Is it possible, don't you want to go back to the mainland?"

"Back to the mainland?"

"Could it be that you know how to go back?"

He Yunye's footsteps, for a while, could no longer take a step. After thinking about it, he nodded and said to himself:

"Yes. This crazy woman's situation is different from mine. With her style of acting, she must have been prepared for everything. It doesn't make sense, she wouldn't know how to go back. ”

"Not bad!"

Seeing that He Yun was not leaving, the blood-clothed Buddha smiled evilly, and charmingly stretched out two green jade sticks and pointed out:

"We have two ways to go back. You can choose one. ”

"Two?"

He Yun also raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then, his eyes narrowed vigilantly, and he said suspiciously:

"Would you like to tell the main hall?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, He Yun always felt that the first time this blood-clothed Buddha saw him here, he was quietly calculating him.

Looking at He Yunye's complexion, the blood-clothed Buddha jade hand lightly covered his red lips, and said with a charming smile:

"Why are you so nervous? Poor Ni won't eat you. ”

His eyes were endless, and he glanced up and down at He Yunye.

Seeing this, He Yun also opened his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block in front of him.

"Huh. Don't worry, the poor nun has no interest in your little body. ”

"You're a monk in vain!"

"Don't make a noise, listen to me. ”

He Yunye glanced at him, and the face of the blood-clothed Buddha slowly became solemn. glanced into the distance, and said in a quiet tone:

"There is a limerick poem about the dead world, you must have heard it. ”

"Huh?"

Walk to Huangquan Road, step on the Nai He Bridge, see the Lechuan River again, and gather at Wangxiangtai. Trembling carved three life stones, a bowl of Meng Po soup, the past life did not stay, and this life has no fate. ”

The words fell, and the blood-clothed Buddha stared into the distance and was speechless for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, He Yunye, who didn't wait for the Blood-clothed Buddha to speak, couldn't help but grin slightly at the corner of his mouth. He scolded in his heart: Damn! It's all nonsense! What about the method? I didn't hurry to say the way to go back, but I became melancholy.

"So what?"

"This lookout is one of the ways I will wait to go back. ”

The Blood-clothed Buddha still looked not very interested.

"Wangxiangtai?"

Stunned, He Yun couldn't help but show a look of concern on his face. He had heard of this lookout platform.

In its own right, there is nothing special about Wangxiangtai. A stone platform is high, emitting bursts of dark light, sitting and lying on the road to turn around, you can look back on it, and write three big red characters: Wangxiangtai.

It is said that this Wangxiangtai is the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, the beginning of the underworld, there are Taoist monks in ancient times, sympathetic to the true feelings of all living beings who do not want to die, and miss the true feelings of their relatives at home, and make a wish.

The soul of the deceased can stand on the lookout platform and take one last look at his hometown, the world in which he has existed. Of course, you can also see your relatives and friends before your death.

Therefore, this Wangxiang Terrace has always been a sad place. From ancient times to the present, I don't know how much heart-rending pain, sadness, and tears of remorse have been carried.

The question is, through this lookout platform, he can only look back at the place of existence for a short time, how can he help him return to the mainland?

"What the hell do you mean?"

"Wangxiang Terrace may be the hub of the Ten Directions World! Therefore, the dead soul can only see the scenery beyond the dead world when he stands on the Wangxiang Terrace. ”

"The Ten Directions World?"

He Yun was also stunned when he heard this. What are you kidding, as far as he knows, there are only the mortal realm, the upper realm, and the death realm in front of him, plus the continent he lives in. In total, it's just the Quartet World.

"Not bad. Ten Directions World!"

The Blood-Clad Buddha nodded affirmatively and continued:

"You must have heard of the theory of nine heavens and ten earths. Before, like you, the poor nuns thought it was nonsense. It wasn't until the poor nun used this ghost knife to really break through the portal of the dead world that it was confirmed. Within the universe, there must be ten worlds!"

When the blood-clothed Buddha said this, his bright eyes overflowed with a little hope.

"And what does this have to do with the ghost knife?"

He Yun also asked with a little irritation. He always had the feeling that the topic was getting farther and farther away. Of course, the most important thing is that he is becoming more and more confused, what this blood-clothed Buddha is talking about.

"It is said that the Nine Swords of the Sword Sect have an unpredictable origin, and they are the power of the ancients, intercepted the power of the great world, and forged!"

From this, it is not difficult to understand that these nine knives should each correspond to a world. The ghost knife corresponds to the death realm. Come to think of it, it is precisely because of the power of the world that is pregnant with the death world in the ghost knife that it can be easily opened, this world of the dead. ”

"Therefore, these nine knives are actually equivalent to the keys to other great worlds. ”

"Come to think of it, it is precisely for this reason that these nine knives have suffered unimaginable damage! After all, no one in the world wants such a thing to exist. ”

I don't know when, the brows of the blood-clothed Buddha have been deeply frowned.

"It's just that, in this way, there must be a world without a corresponding key. And this world must be the world in which the swordsmith lives. ”

Unconsciously, He Yun was also attracted by the words of the Bloody Buddha. Hearing this, he nodded thoughtfully and said:

"If he casts a knife, he really needs the power of the big world, presumably, he can't bear to attack the world he lives in. ”

"However, what does this have to do with being able to return to the mainland through Wangxiangtai?"

The next moment, He Yunye, who was led astray, suddenly woke up and didn't have a good airway.

"It's very simple! as long as you destroy the Wangxiang Tower, the gateway to the world of the ten directions will definitely appear. ”

The blood-clothed Buddha's charming face, with a touch of madness and ruthlessness, was exposed.

"What? You madman!"

He Yun also jumped away in shock. The idea of the Bloody Buddha is simply insanely outrageous!

Wangxiangtai was born in response to the wishes of all sentient beings. Needless to say, destroying this lookout is destroying the last thoughts of the newborn soul.

Just destroying the infinite karma of Wangxiangtai is not something that any cultivator can bear!

With the ability of him and the Blood-clothed Buddha, it is estimated that if he can't even turn up a little wave, he will completely fall into the hell of reincarnation, and he will not be able to be reborn forever!

"Hehe! Poor Ni knows what you're thinking, can you listen to Poor Ni first?"

The Blood-Clad Buddha smiled disapprovingly.

"Don't say it! This temple chooses the second way! If you want to go crazy, you go crazy yourself, don't pull the back of the main hall!"

He Yun replied coldly without thinking about it.

"Really?"

The Blood-Coated Buddha was not angry at all, his charming eyes blinked, and he asked.

"Seriously!"

He Yun also nodded categorically.

"Oh! Then there you go. This second method doesn't need to be told to you by the poor. Just find a ghost who just came here, follow it, and just do it. ”

The blood-clothed Buddha waved his hand lightly.

“......”

Gritting his teeth fiercely, He Yun couldn't speak for a long time. Good for a second way, why don't you just say it, let him die!

Taking a deep breath, He Yun also tried to calm down his restless emotions, and said a little tiredly:

"You continue. ”

Now, he seems to have no other way but to go all the way to the dark with this crazy woman.

looked at He Yun and looked like he was loveless. The Blood-Coated Buddha pursed his lips and smiled:

"Don't worry! We will definitely be able to return to the mainland without any danger. ”

"As for Wangxiangtai, it was born from the power of will. I believe that it will be able to return to the original state in the near future. ”

Hearing the Bloody Buddha say this, He Yun also felt a little better in his heart. This ruined the Wangxiang Tower, and the Buddha in bloody clothes could think of it. No matter how you listen to it, it's a bad idea. However, since this lookout can be restored, it will be fine.

"And what about karma! After the destruction of Wangxiangtai, the monstrous karma is not enough to pour the three rivers, how can you and I bear it?"

Hearing this, the Blood-clothed Buddha gave He Yun a reassuring look. With a wave of his hand, he took out the ghost knife again. The meaning is self-explanatory.

"What do you mean?"

Stunned, he glanced at the blood-clothed Buddha, He Yun also shook his head, and vetoed:

Could it be that you want to use it to carry karma? No! It's so unreliable! You should know that. Destroying Wangxiangtai is a crime! Although the ghost knife is a divine weapon, it will definitely not be able to withstand it! At that time, you and I still couldn't dodge!"

"No, this sinful karma must be the only one that can bear it. ”

The blood-clothed Buddha looked inexplicable, and reached out to stroke the body of the ghost knife.

"These nine swords are existences that cannot be destroyed by the powerhouses of all the worlds. Nothing could be more appropriate, according to the poor. Moreover, it comes out of the same root as this underworld. I believe that if something happens to it, the power of the world will protect it. ”

Speaking of this, the Blood-clothed Buddha paused slightly and looked up at He Yunye.

"What's more, if the ghost knife really can't bear it, we have a second way. ”

"Oh?"

He Yun also raised his eyebrows in surprise. This woman's mind is really not ordinary.