"Amitabha! The poor monk sends you detachment! Monk Dunkong recited a Buddha horn and looked at the big golden snake with compassion in his eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Shhh ~" Seeing the compassionate eyes of Dunkong, the big golden snake that was a puppet actually raised a trace of fear. I wanted to escape, but I couldn't leave half an inch after trying hard for a long time. When I looked back, I found that my tail was actually grabbed by the old man who looked old and thin!

"Amitabha!" Suddenly he shouted a Buddha horn, and then grabbed the snake's tail, and the muscles of his left hand soared, but he couldn't see it covered by a wide monk's robe. I saw his left hand lift up and swing it to the left side again.

"Buzz! Boom! The sound of breaking through the air came, and the huge golden snake was thrown out like a rope by this gentle wave. The chamber shook with a slam against the wall. Both Joan and Lao Ma were a little unsteady on their feet.

It is said that with the huge difference in size, even if the force of the air is strong, it is impossible to throw the big golden snake like a rope under that range of movement, and it is probably difficult to swing even if it is only a rope of that length. However, Dunkong is not just a great strength, otherwise he would not be called a generation of grandmasters by the Night Immortal. The control of power can be described as expressive, although the amplitude of the action is not large, but it makes full use of the transmission of power, the longer the distance, the stronger the strength, but there is a feeling of Tai Chi four or two thousand catties.

The big golden snake has rough skin and thick flesh, and its defense power is amazing. It didn't hurt itself to be hit by such a powerful blow, but it was afraid of this merciful but murderous monk. Although it is only a puppet, it is also made up of simple intellect, thought. Since there is a mind, it is natural to know how to be afraid and fearful.

"Roar! ~" The big golden snake raised its head and twisted its body desperately to escape, but it was tightly grasped by the air and it was difficult to move.

"Amitabha!"

"Roar!! Hearing the Buddha horn preached in the sky, the big golden snake was even more crazy to escape. It kind of understands that as long as this monk says this, it must not be good・・・・・

I saw that Dunkong shouted a Buddha horn, grabbed the big golden snake and threw it at the wall on the right. Because of the struggle of the big golden snake, the body was tight, and it was more convenient to use force in the air, and this time it directly smashed the big snake with a perverted defense, which was a little dazed! Even the golden scales on his body have fallen off a lot.

However, this was not the end of the story, and the golden snake was flung to the left again before he could slow down.

The sound of "bang bang" was endless, and the whole palace was constantly shaking. The dust was falling as if it was about to collapse. Joan and Lao Ma couldn't stand anymore, and grabbed a pillar beside them and didn't let go.

It took about a cup of tea before he stopped, and the big golden snake was already unrecognizable. Where is there still the divine and powerful appearance before, I don't know how many scales have fallen off all over my body, the dragon horns that have some rudimentary shapes are also broken, and the jewel-like eyes have fallen off at the first few impacts. The whole thing is very embarrassing.

"Amitabha! Congratulations to the donor on getting out of the sea of suffering・・・・・・" suddenly folded his hands and bent down slightly, looking like a monk who has attained the Tao.

However, the old horse and Qiao An who had just gotten up from the ground on the side did smile bitterly, this old monk was powerful, but the methods were too cruel and violent. It seems that he still has a little black belly, and he always loves to recite the Buddha's name when he moves, and he also has a compassionate expression for the world・・・・・・

"The Golden Serpent has been defeated, where is this exit?" Nightshade caressed her chin in contemplation.

It was at this time that everyone suddenly felt dizzy, and the realization became blurred. This shocked everyone! But it can't make a difference.

When the line of sight was clear again, it had already appeared in the corridor where it had first arrived, and there were still two burial chambers on the left and right. Ahead, however, is no longer a wall, but a straight passage.

"What the hell is going on?!" Joan's eyes widened, and her face was incredulous.

"Falsehood in reality, truth in falsehood... I didn't expect to be able to use illusion to such an extent!" Night Shadow squinted his eyes with a solemn expression.

"It's an illusion?! Have we all fallen for illusion before?! When?! "The old horse also has an incredible face. Can anyone use illusion to such an extent? The power of the entrance is amazing enough, but it is only the embodiment of a piece of land. What was that just now? It's so real! And without the slightest notice, he fell for the illusion. Even the masters of the level of Night Darkness and Dunkong are the same. If you are attacked by the enemy at this time! That's unimaginable!

"It seems that the strength of the enemy should not be underestimated, we must be vigilant!" Night Shadow said lightly.

The group nodded, and walked forward.

Anyway, I didn't encounter any traps along the way, maybe I didn't think it was necessary. After all, only a master of the strength of Night Immortal and Sudden Sky can break that illusion, unless he is also a master of illusion and has comprehended the level of truth in falsehood and truth in falsehood.

In the empty and quiet catacombs, there is only the sound of walking taps and slight breathing, and the atmosphere is so oppressive that people want to commit suicide! Fortunately, several people are not ordinary people, although they are uncomfortable, they are still within the range of bearability.

After walking for about twenty minutes, it was still dark in front of me, as if there was no end in sight.

"Oh my God! How far is this graveyard still there? In this time, the whole mountain will pass! Reality Joan couldn't help but shout, and her voice echoed through the empty graveyard.

"Is it another illusion?" The old horse was puzzled.

"No, it's just that the tomb is a little long. It should be there after a short walk. After saying that, the night died and left without stopping. Joan looked at it and hurried to follow.

Sure enough, after walking for about 5 minutes, a wide burial chamber appeared, because it was too dark to see the edge, and he was about to illuminate the Buddha's light, but Qiao An saw the ever-bright lamp on the wall through the light of the fire magic.

"Whew! ~" The red-yellow flames danced and lit up a space, and then the old horse also controlled the flame bird to light the lanterns one by one.

The lamp illuminated the entire burial chamber, which was larger but not empty. In the center is a lotus pond, all of which shimmer golden, apparently carved from a lot of gold, and in the pool flows a silvery liquid, like mercury. From the back of the lotus pond, two rivers extend around the entire burial chamber. The "river" flows slowly, and it is still living water!

On both sides of the tomb, there are hundreds of civil and military officials, all of which are lifelike as if they were poured by real people. The civil officials shimmered silver as if they were made of silver, and the military attachés shimmered as if they were made of gold. At the foreground is a high platform with a crystal coffin carved with dragon patterns.

"This! This turned out to be a burial chamber?! Joan's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"I don't know which emperor's tomb it is, it's even more extravagant than the tomb of Qin Shi Huang." The old horse couldn't help but sigh.

"Amitabha! Sin! Sin! ”

"The construction of a tomb of this scale has exhausted countless manpower and material resources, but why is there no record in history?" Night Dead also frowned.

"It's not that that that important, where is that zombie?" Joan's sudden words brought everyone's thoughts to the point.

That's right! What about Nie Jin? What about the villagers? Why can't I find them when I get here?

"Night benefactor."

"The mark... is broken here!" Knowing what he meant, Night Dead replied, his brows furrowed deeply.

"What?!"

Just when everyone was puzzled, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, and the entire tomb trembled. However, the feeling of that breath was very strange, it seemed to be very close, and it seemed to be very far away. It's unpredictable, as if it doesn't belong here・・・・・・

"What the hell?! How can it be so strong?! Qiao An, who was the weakest, couldn't stand the pressure, her face turned the color of pig liver, and she couldn't stand when she bent down.

Nightshade couldn't answer, and Lao Ma couldn't answer, and his condition was not much better than Joan's. However, it was like an answer, and it was like a whisper.

"Falsehood in the True, Truth ・・・・・・ in the Falsehood"

That's right! I said how did it feel so strange from the very beginning, it turns out that we have been illusionary? But when did the illusion happen? Well, no matter whatever. The most important thing at the moment is to crack these illusions.

Now that we know what the reason is, the rest is easy to do. The strongest at the moment are the Night Dead and the Abbot of the Void. The two glanced at each other and then sat down cross-legged, one pinching the Dao and the other Shi Buddha seal.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall; All changes are still stable, and the spirit is calm; The dirt is not stained, and the vulgar appearance is not stained; Void and empty, mixed with nothing; There is no mutual growth, and difficulty is easy to achieve each other; Forgetting things is the same as Nirvana; Heaven and earth are endless, and all things are one; Flying flowers and falling leaves, humble like a valley; A thousand worries before I put my heart down; Immediately raised his eyebrows, and the Lingtai was ・・・・・・ leisurely," the night mourner muttered the Taoist mantra of purifying the heart. This is also the most effective spell that Nightshade can use to crack illusions. As he recited the Night Death, his heart became clearer, but the things around him gradually became illusory in his eyes.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the emptiness of the Dharma, not born or destroyed, not dirty and impure, not increased or decreased・・・・・・ "The abbot of Dunkong was dressed in white, and the treasure elephant solemnly recited the Buddhist "Great Compassion and Pure Heart Mantra".

As the sound of the two chanting scriptures came out, the surrounding scenes, which were originally very real, slowly became illusory and transparent・・・・・

"Can you finally get out?" Lao Ma and Joan thought so.

With the great mana of the two of them, the effect of blessing the scriptures is also surprisingly good, but with a cup of tea, the vision in front of them becomes clear. Looking around, I found that it was the village chief's house! It's in the room of the Night's Dead!