As far as the eye could see, the earth was black, but it was stained with dark red blood, revealing strange colors.

There were no mountains, no water, no sun, moon, and no clouds, but a faint glimmer of light shone from above, shining on the severed arms and rotting corpses, staining them a bright red.

The entire plain was endless, and the only special thing was the black gas that swirled in the distance, and it was difficult to see through, as if something was shrouded in it.

After watching for a while, Meng Qi performed a void somersault step, stepped on the air current, gave birth to clouds, and flew towards the black gas swirling place against the ground.

It was strange here, and he didn't dare to fly fast, for fear that something terrible was hidden in the air.

During the flight, the smell of blood and foul smell permeated his nose, making Meng Qi feel that he had entered some ancient battlefield, or a battlefield where corpses and bones had not been collected.

Flying and flying, there were a lot of relatively complete corpses in front of them, such as the strange guy who was making a golden rooster independent not far away.

It was wearing a hundred clothes, no hair on the top of its head, its face and body were decomposed in many places, deep visible bones, yellow pus, extremely disgusting, and it was carrying an object in its hand, but it was its left leg, the flesh and blood at the root of the leg were blurred, and it seemed to be directly torn off, and then stuffed into its mouth, maintaining a gnawing posture.

"How could you tear your legs off......" Meng Qi climbed slightly, intending to go around.

At the same time, his spirit spreads through the past, sensing subtlety, trying to find out the secrets of this place.

Suddenly, the corpse jumped up violently, waved the rotten left leg in his hand, and slammed into Meng Qi from afar!

Dead, his left leg suddenly became larger, and before he could touch his body, Meng Qi had a feeling that his skin was beginning to rot.

His body was glowing with pale gold, making an inexplicable sound of Ziziz, and the "Wound of the Sky" in his right hand was cut down in a wonderful arc, doing his best to change, giving people a feeling of white clouds and dogs and impermanence. It is one of the styles of the Jade Void Qingyuan Knife Method.

Puff, puff, the knife light dispersed, and if there were white clouds in the same place, there was a dull sound, but it was from beginning to end that the zombie was cut into fleshless white bones!

With a bang, the white bones collapsed, quickly rotting and turning into bloody mud.

With a loud bang, a corpse staggered to its feet not far away, perhaps missing arms. or lack of five organs, or no head, in short, none of them are complete!

Meng Qi frowned, his acupoint opened, and his whole body shone brightly, like a red sun, cast into the distance.

The long sword interprets the sun, and the light spreads like water, scorching. High temperature, sacred, splendid, and incomparable. Except for one qiē dark!

The corpses that were engulfed by the sunlight quickly vaporized, and the vicinity was empty, only the streamers of the red sun cut through the sky and rushed to the place where the black air was enveloped.

............

"Kindness, kindness, and kindness. Don't enter this door" These eight words contain a deep sense of Zen, with a glazed luster, imprinted on the stone wall. It gives people a feeling of being pure as Bodhi and solid as King Kong.

"Do you know who wrote these eight words?" Wang Siyuan did not feel nervous, worried and apprehensive in the dense land of Shaolin at all, but seemed to be returning to his home, leisurely, and asked the people beside him.

Beside him was a guy in a black cloak, whose voice was not mature and very low, as if he was afraid that the monk guarding the fork in the road would find out:

"I don't know. ”

In addition to Wang Siyuan and the guy in the black cloak, there were two other people, one with white hair, wrinkles, a horse face and a high nose, and his breath carried the dust accumulated over the years.

His eyes were closed tightly and he didn't say a word, even if Wang Siyuan faced him, he didn't seem so free, and he was in control of everything.

The other has black hair like ink, a straight waist and back, a wide robe and large sleeves, dressed in the Middle Ages, and his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Wang Siyuan, but they are sharp and angular, masculine and mature.

Hearing the answer, Wang Siyuan chuckled: "This place is the secret road of the back mountain of Shaolin, and these eight words contain the meaning of Bodhisattva compassion, which has been immortal for thousands of years, and is naturally written by Shaolin patriarch Dharma." ”

The person wearing the black cloak of the "Dharma ......" was slightly surprised, as if he did not expect that it was a legendary figure who had been sitting for many years.

His voice was deep, distinctly male.

Wang Siyuan's deep right hand gently stroked these eight words: "Bodhidharma has attained the Dharma body of the Buddha and is expected to be a Buddha, although he has not succeeded in his life, but when he was alive, he has obtained the Bodhisattva fruit, and he is one of the strongest people after the chaos of the Demon Buddha. ”

The eight words are glazed and timeless, as if confirming what Wang Siyuan said.

If Meng Qi was here, he would be extremely surprised, because the eight characters he had seen were ordinary, without the slightest power, and they seemed to have been washed away by time!

The man in the cloak inevitably wondered: "What the hell is behind the door?"

Wang Siyuan smiled without saying a word, turned his head to look at the mountain wall next to him, and read out the proverb above:

"If you don't enter the red dust, don't go through the sea of suffering, and don't recite the precepts, how can you know the true meaning of the rules, how can you explore the illusion of the world, see your own Buddha nature, and realize the wonder of the vacuum?"

"Ananda is worthy of being one of the two great Venerable Buddhas who sat down, and found a new way, and the ......Buddha nature is profound," he exclaimed, "but this road is extremely difficult and dangerous, and if you are slightly confused, you will have overflowing desires, uncontrollable, and eternal destruction, and you will not be able to transcend the reincarnation of one lifetime." ”

He seemed to mean something, but the man in the cloak didn't hear it, but looked at the pattern next to the proverbs, which was a picture of monks wielding swords, with different movements, writing and annotating the mental methods and tricks in small characters, and at the end was a line of message:

"The path of the old man and the Venerable Ananda is different, failed to fully understand the true meaning of the sword method of breaking the precepts, and the inheritance is only once, and then does not exist zài, so I am deeply saddened, and leave the secret book here, if Shaolin is not there, there is a fate to come here, then I hope to send out the true meaning and return to the beginning. Dharma. ”

"Ananda Breaking the Ring Knife Technique......" The cloaked man's gaze seemed to become burning, "This is the sword technique he practiced?"

"You are different from him, if you practice this sword technique, you will sink in an instant, and you will not be pure. Wang Siyuan coughed twice, "When Bodhidharma was alive, this place was not a secret, but after he became nirvana, the entire Shaolin seemed to have forgotten about this place. ”

The man in the cloak retracted his gaze, "What exactly do you want to do, and how can I help?"

At this moment, the old man next to him, who had always kept his eyes closed, stepped forward, squatted down without figuration, and stroked the small hole, sensing the invisible but still burning flame inside.

"The power of the Demon Saint transcends eternity ......and immortality," he sighed, and his eyes opened suddenly.

These are a pair of eyes that make people's scalp tingle, only the whites of the eyes, no pupils!

The man in the black cloak took a step back. Seems to be frightened.

The old man smiled: "I can see the past and look at the future, so I can't see the present." ”

There was a mystery in his words, but the man in the cloak couldn't come out, so he could only look at Wang Siyuan.

Wang Siyuan clenched his fist against his lips and breathed a sigh of relief: "You don't have to worry about other things, run the exercises first and try to push the door." ”

"Me?" the cloaked man was startled at first, then fell silent and whispered. "I hope you will keep your promise after this. ”

He suddenly lifted his cloak, revealing his own face, his facial features were ordinary, but his temperament was deep, and at the same time, there was a little tiger head and tiger brain remaining, as if it was the "Duan Rui" that Meng Qi was trying his best to find!

Practicing the "Yijin Sutra" is illegal and schizophrenic, a young man who is a man and a demon!

Suddenly, his eyes went dark and his expression distorted. The aura was transformed instantly, and the evil was very strange, and there was a strange black aura faintly swirling in the palms of the two hands.

Both palms landed on the stone door, and the black gas penetrated silently.

This time. The tortoise shell shines brightly, and the black and white dots continue to rotate, deducing many hexagrams, and then throwing themselves into the black gas!

"Kindness, kindness, and kindness. Don't enter this door" The eight words have not changed at all, and they are still glazed, but the door is slowly open!

............

The red sun swept the sky. Flying extremely fast, Meng Qi got rid of the many dead corpses on the black plain and approached the swirling black qi.

The black air shrouded the faintly visible Buddhist temples, there were merit pools, there were seven treasures such as gold, silver, glazed agate, etc., there were Bodhi trees, and there were peaks located in the core, but they were all in a state of destruction or withering and rotting without exception, only the gurgling water was still soft, slightly blood-brown.

When he arrived here, Meng Qi only felt that the law of heaven and earth was slightly different from the surroundings, just like the aura of the core of the Nine Shadows encountered in Sanssouci Valley.

Here, the vitality of heaven and earth is in a state of semi-dead silence, with the color of colorful glass at the bottom, and the black Ze on the top, and the legal principles are difficult and constantly changing, the eight or nine Xuangong and the Great Sun True Fire are sometimes suppressed, and sometimes they are blessed, and the same is true of the purple lightning and thunder light and golden merits, and the others are completely weakened.

Last time, he could turn into a yin ghost and adapt to the law, but this time Meng Qi didn't know what to become to ignore the influence, after all, he hadn't even learned the nine changes yet.

The pale gold was flooded, resisting the black qi, and Meng Qi cautiously stepped into the destroyed Buddhist Zen Forest.

Suddenly, a semi-corroded crystal under the withered Bodhi reflected a figure, her white clothes were like snow, ethereal and pure, her appearance was exquisite, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Gu Xiaosang......" Meng Qi was startled and guarded around, but the vicinity was empty, and there were no enemies.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from his ear: "Do you really want to defeat her, catch her, ravage her, and make her understand the consequences of using you and playing with you?"

"Who?" Meng Qi was even more surprised, for Gu Xiaosang, in addition to being wary and hostile, if he said that he had no similar dark thoughts, it would definitely be false, but this was only an occasional thought, and he would not act at all.

At this time, Meng Qi was inevitably shocked and became more vigilant.

Sensing the surroundings, Meng Qi still failed to find a figure.

A Bodhi leaf fell, attracting Meng Qi's attention, and the lines on it seemed to be Jiang Zhiwei's face!

At this moment, the hoarse voice sounded again: "Don't you hate her very much, why do you see me and I am not me, why do you only love the seven-foot sword in your life?"

"No!" Meng Qi blurted out.

People's hearts are ghostly, and they often have dark thoughts, but they are like thin snow in the sun, fleeting, but now they are being peeked at this kind of darkness and secrets, he is naturally uneasy for a while, and even has a feeling that he can't face Jiang Zhiwei!

The Bodhi leaf fell into the deep grass, and a half-crippled golden lotus slowly bloomed, and the appearance of Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan and Zhao Heng seemed to emerge inside.

"Do you feel like they're holding them back, and you want to kick them away?"

Meng Qi took a deep breath and said loudly, "No, who are you?"

"Turn around and you'll know who I am. Hoarse voices came from all directions.

Meng Qi turned around suddenly, only to see the gurgling and flowing stream, and his face was reflected in the stream.

It was a distorted face, mad and dark.

Meng Qi was terrified, and his heart set off a stormy wave!

I?

How can it be!

When did I get invaded by demons?

"I am you, you are me, what I say is naturally true!" The hoarse voice laughed, and Meng Qi saw his mouth open and close, "Do you still think you are a good person?"

"He" lowers his voice, as if chanting a scripture:

"The human heart is dark, and the nature is evil, and when you enter this door and see yourself, your feelings and righteousness will no longer exist, and your benevolence will not exist!" (To be continued......