A strong force was transmitted to the wrist of the purple thunder sword, and Feng Qingcheng clenched a mouthful of silver teeth, but he still had no choice but to take a few steps back.

But then, without the slightest stop, thirteen identical arms burst out of the ferryman's body at the same time, and struck this way.

Feng Qingcheng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly took a few steps and rushed towards the ferryman's body to avoid the simultaneous attack of these dozen hands.

But the ferryman seemed to have expected this situation, and it was better that he forced Feng Chengcheng to do so.

I saw that his scarred face suddenly opened like flower petals, revealing something black and wriggling inside.

Feng Qingcheng's face turned white, not because of the ferryman's strength, but because of nausea, and his stomach churned.

Immediately a few swishing sounds were heard, and countless sharp darts flew out of the ferryman's open face.

The sharp blades of these darts flashed with black oil, and Feng Qingcheng knew in his heart that it was not the blade that was fatal, but the black oil on the blade.

Feng Qingcheng shouted angrily, and a purple thunder sword in his hand danced vigorously, and he heard several sonorous and crisp sounds, and those darts were all blocked, but the black substance on those darts actually stuck to the purple thunder sword from the darts.

Feng Qingcheng was taken aback in his heart, and hurriedly let go of his right hand, and suddenly the purple thunder sword disappeared into invisibility, and those black substances fell on the edge of the ship, and immediately sounded a corrosive sound, and this bottomless boat that even the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring could not corrode was swallowed by these black things.

But despite this, Feng Qingcheng's figure did not stop, his right hand was tightly held in mid-air, and immediately the looming purple thunder sword appeared again.

Feng Qicheng's body was rioting, and in an instant, he had already passed through the ferryman, and he heard countless sounds of Karakala, and finally, the ferryman's head fell straight down, but his body was still dancing wildly.

Seeing that there was desert yellow sand in front of him, Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath, and kicked his feet towards the bottomless boat underground, and the whole body shot out like bullets.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and Feng Qicheng's figure turned in mid-air, and he actually passed through the last section of the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

Standing on the scorching yellow sand, I looked back and saw that at some point, the ferryman had returned to his original appearance, quietly rowing the bottomless boat back and forth.

Feng Qingcheng frowned, so he didn't care about the ferryman, and walked straight towards the desert yellow sand.

Different from the Nine Secluded Yellow Springs, the yellow sand of this desert is extremely hot, and the huge yang wheel above the head exudes a scorching golden light, which makes the yellow sand under your feet and the air around you hot.

Feng Chengcheng walked in step by step, and at some point, the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring behind him had disappeared, and only boundless yellow sand remained around.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the yellow sand was rolled up overwhelmingly, splitting his head and covering his face, Feng Qicheng shouted, and suddenly the sword qi burst out all over his body, and he heard a sonorous sound in his ears, and the sword qi blocked the yellow sand.

After the wind and sand, the things in front of Feng Chengcheng changed again, and for some reason there was a burst of chanting sounds in his ears, and towering stupas appeared in front of him, and the green grass and flowers bloomed under the stupas.

"Allure!"

A shout came from the side.

Feng Qingcheng's heart moved, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, and sure enough, Dongfang Wuya was rushing over.

Feng Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Where have you been?" ”

Dongfang Wuya stood in front of Feng Qicheng and said: "I don't know, I'll talk about these later, the Buddha hall of the Jizo King Bodhisattva is in front, let's go quickly!" ”

After that, Dongfang Wuya's body moved quickly, and he went to the towering pagoda group first.

Feng Qingcheng was naturally not far behind, and he moved his body with all his might, and he could follow behind.

Soon walked in front of this pagoda group, looked intently, but Feng Chengcheng was taken aback, the ground was full of believers who knelt on the ground and prayed, but all of them had turned into stone statues, and when they looked up, they saw a huge lotus seat sitting in the center.

This lotus seat, which was supposed to be full of treasure, was as rough as sandstone at this time, and on this lotus seat, a Buddha sits.

The Buddha was also turned into a stone statue, but you can still feel the breathtaking aura from him.

"This is the Jizo King Bodhisattva?"

Feng Qingcheng said in shock.

Dongfang Wuya looked at it for a while, then nodded seriously and said, "I don't know why, it's really strange that it was the King Bodhisattva of Jizo who turned himself and so many believers around him into stone statues. ”

"What about the Jizo Sutra?"

Feng Qingcheng anxiously asked, if the Jizo King Bodhisattva has been turned into a stone statue, what is the way in the world to solve that rampant ten thousand people?

"Come with me."

Dongfang Wuya dropped a sentence and rushed forward.

Feng Chengcheng hurriedly followed, his eyes searched around, and suddenly exclaimed: "Look! On that lotus seat! ”

Dongfang Wuya stopped his figure and looked up.

"It's the Jizo Sutra!"

Feng Tingcheng had a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly drank a few times, took a few steps lightly, flew to the lotus seat, and picked up the book on the lotus seat, and sure enough, there were three words written on it.

Feng Chengcheng was about to jump down, but at this time, Dongfang Wuya said: "Allure, you stay on it and directly comprehend this local Tibetan scripture, on the lotus seat dedicated to the Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet, it will definitely be of great benefit to your comprehension." ”

Feng Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and nodded with a smile, and immediately sat down cross-legged, throwing this Jizo Sutra in the air with both hands, and saw that under the drive of invisible power, this Jizang Sutra turned over in an instant.

After reading it quickly, Feng Chengcheng did not show a happy expression, but the pupils in her eyes shrank sharply, and she only understood a little bit!

You must know that in the Tibetan scripture pavilion of the Qingtian Buddha, no matter what the Buddhist scripture is, Feng Chengcheng can understand it by reading it once, and this Tibetan scripture is really not ordinary.

There was no choice but to go over and over again, and Feng Qingcheng stared at the extremely fast-flying Jizo Sutra in front of him with his eyes.

The yellow sand grains fell to the ground, I don't know how many times I saw it, the momentum on Feng Chengcheng's body gradually rose, and the sound of mantras surrounded him one after another.

Feng Tingcheng's eyes gradually became illusory, an inexplicable voice appeared in his ears, and suddenly he was clever, Feng Tingcheng immediately stared and looked around, but saw a completely different scene.

The believers who had been reduced to stone were all alive, reciting the scriptures with all their hearts, when suddenly a voice rang in their ears.

"Woman. The so-called Jizo Sutra..."

Feng Chengcheng hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that the Jizo King Bodhisattva behind him had come to life again, explaining the content of the Jizo Sutra to himself word by word.

Feng Chengcheng was shocked, and couldn't help but shout, "Haven't you turned into stone statues?" ”

This Jizo King Bodhisattva is really extraordinary, with nameless golden light scattered all over his body, and a light cluster depicting countless strange patterns hanging behind his head, which is different from those bluffing laws, this Jizo King Bodhisattva's body and appearance are no different from ordinary people, but his gestures exude a majesty that can make anyone surrender.

After listening to the explanation, Feng Chengcheng had a little understanding, listened to it several times as if it was an initiation, listened to the clothes ten times, everything was clear, and since then this Tibetan Sutra has completely become a part of itself.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the nameless golden light emanating from his body in surprise, this is a force that is completely different from other energies, soft when seen in the light, and masculine and strong in the dark.

"Alright, woman, you've finished practicing the Jizo Sutra, it's time to go back."

Then I heard the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth speak.

Feng Tingcheng hurriedly got up to thank him, and then a white light flashed in front of him, Feng Tingcheng let out a sigh of relief, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the original world, the East Boundless was still in front of him, and the Jizo King Bodhisattva and a group of believers were still stone statues.

Feng Qingcheng shouted softly, jumped on the ground, and suddenly the chanting around him resounded through the entire space like a torrent.

Dongfang Wuya also got up, walked over, and said: "Allure, since you have already practiced, we will immediately go back to find those 10,000 people to settle accounts." ”

Feng Tingcheng nodded happily, and then suddenly raised his right hand, stretched out the middle finger of his index finger and formed a sword finger, and shouted: "My name is Feng Chengcheng, I have studied all the laws, in order to get rid of evil demons, the gods will retreat!" ”

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