The body kept falling, the wind knife was fierce on the face, I reached out to protect Ling'er in my arms, as for Su Hang, let's blow it for a while, men need to be honed!

Fortunately, the process was not very long, and it didn't take long for my feet to step on the ground. Just looked around, but didn't find the body he said. Instead, I saw a lot of armor that I couldn't tell what era it was.

"Are you sure it's here?" The whole ice cave was empty, and the walls of the floor were like mirrors, reflecting our reflections.

Su Hang wiped the scars on his face and hummed; "It's here, I just saw the corpse, so there must be a mirage in this ice cave."

"If you come, you will be safe!" Ling'er shrugged his shoulders, squatted on the ground and didn't know what he was doing, after a long time, he raised his head and said to us: "Let's go, it is estimated that there are still a few hundred meters down here, if I guess correctly, those corpses should be down there." ”

"Let's go?" I raise my eyebrows, there are ice walls everywhere, where to go? In confusion, my shoulders suddenly sank, and by the time I reacted, my body, which had just stabilized, began to fall again.

The original brightness also turned into darkness in the continuous decline, in the darkness, I could not see anything, instinctively touched the face in front of me, smooth with a little cold, this feeling made me feel very strange.

"Ling'er?" I subconsciously said, wanting to pull the hair away to see his face.

However, what I didn't expect was that face.... It's not Ling'er....

"Plop!" With a loud bang, the face vanished, my feet sank, and I raised my hand to summon flames, which were reflected on the face, which was the corpse of a modern man, with frowning eyebrows, pointed noses, closed eyelids, frosted eyelashes. The body is also wearing the same clothes as Su Hang,

But what about Ling'er? I remember we were down together, didn't...

The ominousness in my heart became more and more intense, and I tried to summon Ling'er through the Yin-Yang Book, but there was still no response.

Putting the corpses on the ground into the space, I found a lot of night pearls, and finally lit up a lot of this place.

Everything seemed to be peaceful, but Ling'er was gone, and that Su Hang was gone.

As far as the eye can see, there are only rows of corpses in the ice wall next to it, costumes ranging from modern to ancient, like an exhibition hall.

I suddenly sounded one of the functions of the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", which is to absorb the souls of those high monks, but these in front of me are obviously not even considered cultivators, how can they be ...

"This is purification...", a voice suddenly sounded behind my head, somewhat familiar, like Su Han's voice. I slowly straightened up, motionless, and said to the air, "Su Han, is that you?" ”

"Yes..."

"Where are you?"

"I..." I don't know if he deliberately lengthened the false sound, or if it was a problem with the environment here, his words were very slow and muffled. I'm right next to you..."

"By my side?" I tugged at the corners of my mouth and said, "When did you like to play these tricks, but they really weren't fun at all." ”

I said helplessly in the air, trying to jump up, the rich spiritual power was surging in my body, but I couldn't fly, and my legs seemed to be tied to sandbags, very heavy and heavy.

"Isn't it fun?"

"But I can't help it, Anzhi, you know, I'm just a pawn..."

With a light sigh, purple petals floated in the air, which were still Su Han's favorite lilacs, but they didn't fall this time, but danced back and forth in the air, as if they were weaving a girl's fairy tale.

I stood silently, waiting for some reason, my instinct telling me that perhaps Su Han's most important head and trunk were here.

"Chess pieces," I muttered, letting a purple lilac rest on my finger and blowing lightly, the large petals began to scatter, rippling in the air, and dissipating again.

"Yes, chess pieces... Okay, Anzhi, you're here to find Natu, this little flower will take you there, but you have to remember, this is a favor you owe me! I'm going to come to you for it! The laughter in my ears faded away, and the dancing purple lilacs fell silent for a moment, condensing into a purple flower basket that rested on my head.

"Oh yes, don't worry, Ling'er and that Su Hang are fine. It's the first time I've seen someone with such a good life, it's really interesting! ”

Is your life good? This is the first time I've heard from others that they praise a person's life.

But I also flipped through the Yin and Yang book yesterday, this person named Su Hang has already broken up his father's two marriages, and his mother will face a threat of bankruptcy every time her business is about to grow.

An invisible and gentle force is pushing me forward, step by step.

At first, I was still counting how many corpses there were in the ice, but then I was almost numb, there were too many, and my eyes were still open, and I felt like a death row prisoner in the gladiatorial arena, being watched.

It's just that this onlooker is not a person, but a group of corpses.

What's even more weird is that there is not a single woman in this, all of them are adult men.

I'm getting more and more confused, isn't that "Six Paths of Reincarnation" a Buddhist thing? Is it still a provocateur?

Unlike when I came down before, the road in front of me became brighter and brighter. The temperature is rising, but the ice is still in good condition, and there is no trace of melting.

"Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick"

Out of nowhere, the sound sounded very rhythmically on my heart. That inexplicable sense of oppression made me can't help but speed up my pace.

"You're here..."

A voice that I couldn't hear was a man or a woman, and the ice began to collapse in an instant, and the world around me was transformed, and in front of me was no longer an ice cave in the mountains, but a very broken temple. Even the eaves of the temple are full of potholes, patches one after another.

A nameless plaque is hanging there.

That voice came from the small temple.

With a move of his eyes, he swept to the canvas outside the window, and the scriptures on it were exactly the same as what I saw in Daqingshan.

I stood quietly, not in a hurry, remembering the story the old lama had told me... Faintly, it seems to connect a line.

"Your Excellency, please come in."

The sound rang out again, and the two wooden doors creaked and slid to either side, the dilapidated ones that felt like they might fall down at any moment.

Feeling the pure Buddha power coming from the temple, I took a step.

As seen from the outside, it's so dilapidated inside.

In the center of the temple there is a statue of Buddha, wrapped in cobwebs, the original gold shrouded in a layer of white ash, under the Buddha statue on the incense table, there are a few fruits that have long been shriveled, so bleak that there is still half a worm lying on top of one of them, I boldly guess, this worm seems to be poisoned?

"Is that you?"

I threw a duster over, and the dust in the room dissipated in an instant.

The Buddha statue on the platform slowly opened a pair of eyes, and his body was very thin, as if he was covered with skin and bones. "It's me... I'm a lamp..."

"Lighting the lamp?" What a familiar name... Isn't this a representative of the Western god system?

"Are you the Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp?"

"Exactly... Goddess... I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

On the golden statue, the arm shaped like a withered tree was slowly raised, and a golden lotus lamp slowly rose, lighting up in his hand, it was a golden flame, very small, but it contained a powerful righteousness.

"This is..."

"But aren't you a god of the West? How could it be here. "If I'm not mistaken, the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha is second only to the boss of Rulai in Xiao Xitian's ranking.

"I..." The golden flame swayed, the eyes of the ancient Buddha of the lamp were a little loose, he looked into the distance leisurely, and quickly took it back: "Back then, the holy war, the whole West was also affected, sitting and sitting, and losing my life, by chance, I escaped here, and then I found that this "Six Paths of Reincarnation Diagram" can no longer be separated. ”

"Can't live without?" I don't know, it's just a picture, if ordinary people are tempted, I can still understand it, but Burning the lamp, when he reaches his level, do you still need to rely on the magic weapon to cultivate?

"Hehe—" He laughed dryly, and suddenly carved a spell in the air with his hand. A golden beam of light rose up behind him, and then, what should have been a golden Buddha light flickered, and some strange patterns began to slowly appear on the originally empty wall.

The most amazing thing is that those patterns still move, the small saplings grow into big trees in an instant, and those swimming fish are also growing themselves in the continuous movement.

How to put it, there is a very good feeling, good and vibrant.

"Is this the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" I whispered, reluctantly retracting my gaze, and nodded, a wry smile drawn at the corner of my mouth. As soon as I raised my hand, the floating images were gone, replaced by the gray-white wall, and I could even find a stack of spider corpses in the corner.

"Yes..."

"Doesn't it look good?"

"Yes."

"Hehe... But... What if it's all fake? He coughed suddenly, and two streaks of blood ran down the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the ground.

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, the ancient Buddha left blood and tears, this is not a good sign!

"Are you saying these images are fake? Then since it's fake, it's good that we don't look at it. ”

I pretended to be calm, but the pictures just now could not be suppressed in my mind, they were so beautiful, so desirable, how could they be fake?

"Nope. I'm not saying these images... But... God..."

Suddenly, the small temple that was originally quite sturdy collapsed, and the body of the old Buddha was also buried under the ruins, this change came too suddenly, I only had time to grab his hand holding the lotus lamp, and then, I could only grasp this hand.

for the rest has been broken.

I wanted to use my spiritual power to remove the rubble directly, but the spiritual power was imprisoned like blood, and it couldn't circulate at all.

I had to bend down and dig here with my hands.

At some point, there were already a few cuts on my hands, blood spreading through the cracks in the stones, and the hard stones began to soften. Reach out and touch it as if you were touching it. Fingers can be inserted directly.

I glanced at the lotus lantern next to me, which was still flickering with a faint light, and reached out to drip a few drops of my own blood, although the flame was still small, it didn't seem to be much more stable just now.

Did he leak the secret of heaven? I deduced that I didn't dare to stop the work in my hands, so I could only work harder than before.

"The goddess... Thank you..."

It wasn't until I dug up all the parts of the lamp's body and put them together on the ground that a weak voice came into my head very slowly.

I sighed, trying to put my spiritual power in again. But my hand on the ground slowly lifted up, preventing me from continuing.

"Don't... Don't waste your efforts... My time is almost up, but I didn't expect that I would light the lamp and boast of being famous, and in the end..."

"After all, he still didn't suppress the magic weapon, but let him play with me."

I frowned, not knowing what he was talking about, just feeling very confused. He twisted stiffly from the ground, exposing his back to me, I realized.

On that back, there is a tattoo.

There are ghosts and beasts on it, and there are strange shapes that can only be found in the Book of Mountains and Seas.

"This..."

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation Diagram has been stained with blood, and if you use it too much, it will erode people's consciousness, I have been sitting here for 100,000 years, trying to influence it by myself, but I didn't expect it to be completed or failed..."

"So this thing can only be given to you, and only you can control him, and it won't be affected."

"Me?"

"Yes, because you don't have seven emotions and six desires, you can be truly desireless... If you don't have desires, you won't be influenced by anything else..."

His voice grew quieter, and my body became stiffer.