Does this mean to call oneself to the past? When did this old monk run to the pavilion? Zhang Bai had a question, but his heart was still clear, and he understood that he had met a master.

Regardless of whether this place is a dream or some kind of conjunction, it should be someone else's other world, and you can go in and out at will, maybe you will be seriously injured or go crazy or something.

So he didn't dare to disobey, and obediently walked towards the pavilion, feeling uneasy in his heart, this old monk seems to be quite kind, he should be fine, right? The real problem is how he knew his name in his previous life, and I don't know what else he knows?

Zhang Bai approached and folded his hands in greeting: "This is Master Cisheng? I'm sorry! I accidentally entered your realm, you see I can't help it, it's all to blame on them, I was forced by them." ”

He pointed to the large iron cage, where there were two people, one frightened and the other unconscious. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the perpetrators, but like they are victims.

"Uh..."Zhang Bai was a little embarrassed, "I locked them up in self-defense, and I have nothing to do with the fact that they are crazy, and that's it as soon as they come in." ”

"Amitabha, don't mind, these two people can get here, it can be regarded as fate, especially the flea. It's a pity that their spiritual roots are not pure, and the killing is too heavy, so they have the retribution of the present world. Cisheng explained.

"What are you talking about?"

"The name of the place here is Hualin Treasure Pond, and there is a special thing: everyone who comes here sees a different world. Some people saw the jewels, some saw wine and meat eating, some people saw women all over their eyes, and some people saw killing and blood. All in all, heaven and hell are all in one thought. ”

"And these two people are too guilty, what they see is probably killing hell, right?"

"Then I saw the lake, the pavilion and you, the master, what is the matter?" asked Zhang Bai.

"You have your own origins, but what you see is different, not only what you want to see, but also part of the true face of Hualinchi. Tzu Sheng explained, "That is, what you see and hear here is half your karma and half reality. Even though you only see half of the reality, it is already a great creation, this is your fate with my Buddha, and it is also your wisdom root. ”

"So which half is the reality?" asked Zhang Bai curiously.

"Ask yourself!" said Ci Sheng.

Zhang Baixin said: "The old man is not playing tricks, is he?" He didn't dare to say anything, because although this old monk was kind and fat, he had a majesty of his own, which made people dare not be disrespectful.

He had to pretend to think about it, then shook his head and replied, "I don't know at all, please show it to the master!"

"Okay! I'll let you into their visions and see what the world looks like. Ci Sheng said with a smile, pointing to fleas and sea leaves.

"Ah, is this okay?" Zhang Bai couldn't help but feel a little awe in his heart, he himself had refined the art of the Moon Realm, and he knew how difficult it was to open the Dream Realm in the Dream Realm again. Let's just say that with Mu Jing's cultivation, the dream world of Zhang Bai and Zhang Bai was just merged into one, and it took a lot of effort.

This old monk Cisheng wants to easily show the illusion of fleas and sea leaves in another world, and let himself be able to enter the experience one by one, how strong does this need to be? I'm afraid Cisheng's cultivation is better than Mu Jing!

He's not good at spying on others, whether it's peeking at the aura of cultivation or searching for divine sense, it's all bad. Therefore, judging the strength of cultivation often relies on simple logic. In short, what Mu Jing couldn't do, Cisheng did it, it should be Cisheng who had a slight advantage.

The old monk smiled slightly, stretched out one palm, and there was an extra bowl in his palm, and the opening was facing the direction of the iron cage, as if the cage was covered in the air.

A thick white mist immediately rose from the iron cage, which soon filled the entire cage.

"Hahaha! A bowl of thousands of families, the void is unhindered!"

The dense fog in the iron cage suddenly expanded, surging towards the pavilion, Zhang Bai was startled, and shouted unintentionally, and a Zhan Lu in his hand had already been taken.

"Amitabha, the priceless heart beads are pure and pure, and all the different phases are vain. This is Cisheng reminding Zhang Bai that the visions in front of him are all false.

Zhang Bai calmed down, this dense fog really didn't feel any danger. He clutched Zhanlu's scabbard tightly in his hand, using it as a stick just in case.

The fog quickly turned from white to black, and the perimeter darkened.

Originally, Hualinchi was in the dark night, and this change was not particularly abrupt, but the current night was different, there was not even a trace of moonlight, and his eyes could not adapt for a while, and his eyes were all black.

In his white nose, he suddenly smelled a bloody smell, which was just bad at first, but then it became more and more rushed, as if he was surrounded by a pool of blood. It was finally no longer completely dark in front of him, and there was a red light all around, the light was not strong, making Zhang Bai feel like he was swimming in a blood-red river.

He felt suffocated and had a little difficulty breathing, so he couldn't help but look up as if looking for oxygen.

"Whoa!" his head suddenly protruded from under the water, startling himself, and he quickly swam with his hands and feet.

The boundless water, there is no edge in sight, the water is thick red, like a sea of blood, there are countless severed limbs floating on the water, even human heads can float on the water, they roll, float and heavily, the whole world is filled with the smell of blood.

"Bang", Zhang Bai was lightly hit on the head by something, it was a head, rolling his eyes, and his face was covered with blood. With the bloody spray, it rolled to reveal a cross-section of its neck, and then rolled again.

Zhang Bai looked at this scene and felt that his stomach was also tumbling.

"Ouch——!" he gulped and vomited on the floor of the stairs.

What's the matter? I'm back in Hualinchi, Amitabha!

Ci Sheng stood aside with a smile and said, "Just now it was a conjunction in the eyes of the earth flea, let's show you the sea leaves again!"

"Ahh Yes... Ahh

He was already standing under the blood-red sky, and the sunlight in the sky was blood-red. The ground was flat, and beneath your feet was a rough dirt road that had been trampled out, flanked by thick, ankle-deep grass that was dark green.

Zhang Bai spun around in place and wailed in frustration. "Where is this? When will I go back?"

The pagoda Yuji and Daolao don't know what happened, and the children don't know what happened either.

Still, he had no choice but to follow the trail either forward or backward. The choice was never difficult for him, and this time he chose the direction close to his right arm.

After walking for a short time, a body was found in the grass, a male corpse, with his head facing the side of the road. There was no blood on his body, and there were Dorle marks on his neck, as if he had been hanged.

He didn't dare to look at it more, and walked forward again, one corpse after another along the way, some men and women, some were strangled to death, some had their necks broken in the opposite position, and there were countless swords and swords.

At first, Zhang Bai still felt disgusting, but over time, he also became a little numb, and his biggest feeling at this time was:

Bored