It was a blood-red tree, and the crown was covered with prayer flags, but these prayer flags were not the same as the wind horse flags we had seen along the way before we came, and the surface of the prayer flags seemed to be coated with heavy gold, and if it were hung on an ordinary book, it would surely crush the whole tree. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under this tree, there are layers of corpses, like mountains of meat stacked in a slaughterhouse, all of them prostrate on the ground in a posture of reverent worship, one layer after another, like a lotus flower made of people.

This mountain bag made of dead people was so shocking that corpses kept rising from top of the pile and rushing in the direction we were.

Tenzin had apparently noticed the source of the corpse tide as well, and after just one look, he couldn't help but cry out in horror, he knew the prayer flag!

The golden banner hanging on the tree was actually a kind of demon-subduing prayer flag, and only the Tibetans considered it to be an extremely ominous existence would be suppressed by this kind of demon-subduing flag.

But what the hell is this, it is worth hanging so many demon flags, and how can so many dead people be piled up under this tree?

"Bodhisattva bless, there is a Ghost King Tree enshrined by demons here, and now we are dead!" Tenzin's legs went limp, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and even gave up resisting.

In a few Tibetan legends, the Oni King is an evil demon who rules the entire hell, and the corpses of sinners are buried in the ground, the soul is not reincarnated, and the body becomes a slave of the Oni King.

I hadn't heard of the legend of the Oni King before, I just knew that if I didn't destroy the tree now. We will be trapped underground by this endless sea of corpses, and become the new sacrifice of the ghost king.

After the great army has joined us. Lu Xiaobu got a temporary rest. The Ghost King's Tree appears and disappears from time to time, and it doesn't seem to have completely broken through the shackles of prayer flags. I know that the prayer flags should have been destroyed by Shi Lei, but the power of the seal should still be there.

In this dim crypt, if you want to reach the Ghost King Tree smoothly, you have to rely on my true eye, Han Jindao stretched out his hand to support me and asked, "Boy, can you still go by yourself?" ”

I moved my hands and feet, and found that after the corpse poison was excreted from my body, my body immediately regained a lot of strength, so I nodded.

Han Jindao wiped the blood on the golden knife with two fingers, and said with a smile: "Do you dare to go with the old man?" ”

I knew that Han Jindao was planning for me to take him to cut down the Ghost King's Tree. Tooth gritted and nodded in agreement.

Han Jindao laughed: "Okay, I looked down on you before, come!" Let's take a trip! "As he spoke, he grabbed me by the collar and was about to take me away.

"Brother Yixi, wait a minute." The two of us were about to set off, and Tenzin also came to my side under Xia Jiujiu's escort.

I briefly told a few people about my plan and Han Jindao's plan, and Tenzin immediately took a small auspicious gawu from his neck and handed it to me.

Gawu is also called the Buddha box, almost everyone has a belt on the body of Tibetan Buddhists, and it is mostly used to pray for the protection of the Bodhisattva, and Gawu enshrines golden statues or scriptures. Tenzing's Gawu is filled with neither a golden statue nor a scroll, but a handful of sand!

Tenzin said: "This is not ordinary sand, this is emery, and you will have the opportunity to get close to the incarnation of the ghost king in a while." Sprinkle this handful of sand on it for me. ”

The so-called emery is a kind of magic weapon made by a lama who has a major cultivation to surpass the soul. The method of making emery is very cumbersome, and a box of sand needs to be washed and dried first. Then thread a needle through a red silk thread and insert the needle into the sand. The red silk thread is pinched at the base of the ring finger of the left hand and the vajra fist mark is knotted. With his right hand shining on the sand, he recites the six Diamond Sutras 108,000 times.

The power of this sand is so great that it can save all the undead. Even if the undead who has been dead for many years has fallen into the Three Evil Realms, as long as he sprinkles his corpse or ashes from his feet to his head, he can transcend the Heavenly Realm.

In our current situation, there is no better magic weapon than Vajra.

After getting the baby given by Tenzin, I followed closely behind the old man of Lanyue Taibao Han, Xia Jiujiu and the others had already changed their guns at this moment, and they all shot to cover for the two of us.

The world in the eyes of reality is very simple, and the zombies in my eyes are all distinguished by the two shiny hard horns on the top of their heads, which look like the tentacles of ants.

I was a little puzzled, and began to wonder what these hard horns were, but this thought was just a fleeting moment, there were too many walking corpses around, and despite Xu Dongqing's cover, Old Man Han and I still struggled to move forward.

The surrounding terrain gradually opened up, and I noticed that an abyss-like moat appeared in front of the Ghost King Tree that I was about to reach.

Above the moat, countless walking corpses lay on the bridge, like four-legged spiders, and quickly crawled in the direction where we were.

I saw that this natural narrow bridge was impossible to cross, and if I was caught by a walking corpse, or if I was not careful, I would definitely fall into the trench.

I told Han Jindao about the terrain in front of me, and Old Man Han sneered, and seemed to be disapproving: "Just cross the bridge!" ”

"Follow me!" After Han Jindao finished speaking, he actually withdrew the golden knife from its scabbard and took the lead on the lonely bridge.

On the lonely bridge, countless walking corpses rushed up, Han Jindao didn't look at it, and the walking corpses around him hooked, plucked, picked, and twisted with both hands, and suddenly fell into the abyss like dumplings.

I'm almost stupid, martial arts masters really can't be measured with common sense, it seems that the ancient 'ten thousand armies take the head of the general from it' is not fake.

Under the momentum of Han Lao's advance, we soon reached the end of the bridge.

It is even more amazing to see this blood-red tree up close, and it is indeed as Tenzin said, it was deliberately planted by people with ulterior motives. On the periphery of the Ghost King Tree is a uniform pit that is clearly thought to have been excavated. The edges of the pit were ground into toner from a large number of precious gemstones, which were written into lines of incantations.

From the outside in, it looks like a giant flower pot.

However, the cost of making such a flower pot at such a high altitude is too great, and it seems that this ruby-like ghost king tree is too evil, not only is it buried directly on the dragon vein qi eye, but also the thing used to act as fertilizer is actually a person, if such a big tree is buried by people, then this amount is really impossible to estimate.

At this time, I couldn't help but have a huge mystery in my heart, what was the purpose of spending so much manpower and material resources to plant such an evil demon tree here? (To be continued.) )