"If you donors have any questions, you can come now, and the poor monks are willing to solve their doubts one by one." At this time, I listened to the monk Yuanqin.

After this person's voice fell, the crowd suddenly became commotion, and then someone asked: "This master, why did you ask me to wait here to build this Xinghai Law Field!" ”

"Your donors have sinned deeply and need atonement." Yuanqin Road.

Hearing this, the look of anger on everyone's faces was even worse than the secret scolding of these Buddhists in their hearts, they really had nothing to do, and in the name of doing things for the heavens, they went around doing things that lost their conscience.

It's just that Buddhism is powerful, and no one in the world can compete with it, and everyone dares to be angry for a while.

"Master, I don't know when I'll be able to leave this place."

Someone asked again.

After this person's voice fell, everyone looked at Monk Yuanqin, and they all wanted to know a definite answer from the other party's mouth.

"When the time comes, you can go out. The time is not enough, and there is no time to ......" Yuanqin said.

The people were furious, for the man's answer was useless.

Next, more than 100 people present began to ask questions one by one, and all the doubts and incomprehensions in their hearts were raised.

It's just that if there is a question about the eighteen layers of hell and how to get out, the other party will avoid answering. Only for the matter related to this Xinghai Law Field, Monk Yuanqin will explain the doubts in detail.

Through this Yuanqin monk, Dongfang Mo and the others learned that this person was specially located here and was responsible for guarding them to build this Xinghai Law Field.

If they want to leave this level, they need to finish building this place.

The people who learned about this were naturally one hundred and twenty unwilling.

It's just that they have no choice, the only option is to compromise and do what Yuan Qin tells them to do.

And at this time, in the hearts of many people, there was the idea of beheading this Yuanqin and finding a way out of the eighteenth layer of hell.

But this thought was only a flash in the air, and they dispelled it.

After thousands of years of practice, none of them are stupid. Let's not talk about whether you can kill Yuanqin, even if you can, I'm afraid even this Yuanqin doesn't know how to leave here.

And if they dare to do it, I'm afraid it will end badly.

Next, Yuan Qin took out the construction drawings of the Xinghai Law Field and gave them to each of them.

Everyone is a monk, even if they are not proficient in the formation, but it is extremely simple to understand how to build a magic field.

In this way, everyone meditated and breathed all night, and when the next morning came, they began to get busy.

They had to do a lot of work, which included digging out the stone, then grinding, moving, paving, and fitting it tightly.

Because everyone is a monk, they are still strong enough to mine stones, even if they are nuns.

It's just that the vast majority of the people, even the tasks they did in the sect during the Qi refining period, I'm afraid there are few of them like this, so they are quite unfamiliar.

And the most important thing is that when they were building this Xinghai Dharma Field, they also had to constantly endure the pain of burning fire, which made them clench their teeth and suffer unspeakably.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo is laying a polished stone on the soil under his feet, and using a tool in his hand with a heavy but extremely soft bottom, he keeps stomping down and tamping the stone on the ground.

Not far from his side, there were Qing Mulan and Mu Han.

Although the three of them were separated, the invisible aura inspired by the white monkey was able to remain in them for a long time, so the separation did not have any effect on them.

It's just that this kind of hard work makes them a little humiliated for those of them who are high up on weekdays. Moreover, even if they recovered some mana and had the cultivation of the Qi refining period, it would be difficult for them to work for a long time. After just one day, when evening came, they felt physically and mentally exhausted.

And the amount of tasks they completed on this day can be said to be pitiful.

According to the drawings given to them by Yuan Qin, the area of the Xinghai Law Field is not small, and there are also large halls and stone railing steps, etc., according to the current construction speed, I am afraid that it will take years to calculate before they can complete the construction of this Law Field.

And when Dongfang Mo was doing coolies, the little white monkey had disappeared without a trace.

But fortunately, this beast knows how important it is, and it will rush back before the forbidden aura on Dongfang Mo and the three of them disappears.

Moreover, the departure of the white monkey was also intentionally instructed by Dongfang Mo, hoping that this beast could check on the second layer of the eighteen layers of hell for him, and maybe he would find something.

That's it, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. In this half month, everyone rises and earns and rests, and what they do every day is to build the Xinghai Dharma Field, but such a huge project is far away.

"Brother Dongfang, let's rest for a while."

Just as Dongfang Mo and a weak scholar beside him who looked like they were weatherless, they lifted a large stone and laid it on the ground, the weak scholar looked at him and proposed.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo smiled slightly, and then nodded.

This weak scholar was named Li Qixing, and he came from Teromon . When he heard this person's name, Dongfang Mo immediately remembered Li Qiying. Both are from Teromon and have similar names, so there should be some relationship between the two parties.

It's just that in the eighteenth layer of hell, Dongfang Mo didn't mean to ask much about the identity of the other party.

No matter how powerful the outside world is, how to call for wind and rain, when you reach the eighteenth layer of hell, then everyone is the same, moving stones and doing coolies together.

After stopping, Dongfang Mo looked in the direction of a stone house not far away.

I saw that the door of the stone house was closed, and the monk Yuanqin was among them.

In the eighteen layers of hell, it is almost impossible to get out of trouble on your own, but these monks are all members of the Buddhist sect, and in his opinion, they must be able to enter and exit here. Even guarding them in the eighteenth layer of hell, for people like Monk Yuanqin, it was like doing a task in a secret realm.

Therefore, Dongfang Mo may be able to try to put the hope of getting out of trouble on a Buddhist person in hell like Monk Yuanqin.

Of course, he just had this idea, and he didn't think it was feasible. But if you can get some useful information from the mouths of these monks, it will also be an unexpected gain.

When he thought of this in his heart, Dongfang Mo looked at Li Qixing beside him and said, "Li Daoyou, poor Dao will leave first." ”

After saying that, he hugged his fist at the man and left with a smile.

As for the direction of going, Dongfang Mo did not hide it. Because before him, there were quite a few people who had tried to set foot in that stone house, and they all succeeded. I don't know what everyone asked when they found Monk Yuanqin, and whether they had gained anything.

However, judging from the look of frustration when they came out, it should be nothing.

Compared to these people, Dongfang Mo has a lot of connections with Buddhism, after all, he even knows the Pure Lotus Dharma King, maybe there will be a different harvest.

Looking at his back, Li Qixing touched his chin, and then smiled without saying a word, he naturally saw Dongfang Mo's purpose. It's just that he also visited Monk Yuanqin the day before yesterday, but the result did not satisfy him. Therefore, in his opinion, Dongfang Mo is the same.

When he came to the stone house, Dongfang Mo knocked on the stone door and said, "Master Yuanqin, poor Dongfang Mo asks to see you." ”

After his words fell, I saw the stone door slowly open.

Dongfang Mo looked up at it, and then he found that the furnishings in the stone house were extremely simple, and there was nothing but a stone bed.

And the monk Yuanqin sat cross-legged on the stone bed.

Seeing that the stone door opened, Dongfang Mo stepped into it, and finally came to the front of Monk Yuanqin, looking at this person with a smile.

I saw the Yuanqin monk rolling a rosary in his hand, and he looked like he was chanting words in his mouth.

After Dongfang Mo appeared, the movements in this person's hands and mouth stopped, looked at him and said, "Dongfang donor, I don't know what to do!" ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo took a breath and said bluntly: "I can't hide it, Poor Dao wanted to ask Master Yuanqin about the eighteen layers of hell. ”

"I'm afraid this will disappoint the Eastern donor, please come back." Yuanqin monk said.

For this person's answer, Dongfang Mo was not surprised.

I only heard him say: "The master doesn't need to be so rejecting people thousands of miles away, since he can't inquire about the news of the eighteenth layer of hell, I don't know if I can discuss the knowledge of Buddhism with the master." ”

"Buddhism knowledge?" Yuan Qing looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Dare to ask Master Yuanqin if he has heard of the meditation mantra, it is said that this meditation mantra is a supreme supernatural power in Buddhism." Dongfang Mo said lightly.

In his opinion, even if you are a Buddhist, you are not without desires. As long as the other party has a pursuit, then it can talk about conditions.

And what can attract people in Buddhism in his hands is the meditation mantra and a lotus.

Yizilian is in his dantian, and he can't perceive it at all. The meditation mantra is different, this Buddhist door has magical powers that he recite backwards.

Moreover, the meditation mantra was left to him by the Pure Lotus Dharma King back then, and in Dongfang Mo's view, this mantra has a strong attraction to most people in Buddhism.

After the words fell, his eyes were fixed on Yuan Qin.

Then he saw that from Yuanqin's eyes, there was a strange color that was fleeting. But soon this person returned to normal, and looked at Dongfang Mo and said: "Dongfang donor, please go back, finish it as soon as possible, and be able to leave this place as soon as possible." ”

Dongfang Mo looked at this person with some surprise, and then he smiled stupidly, and hugged his fist at this person: "In this case, the poor road will not be disturbed." ”

With that, he turned and left.

But at this time, the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile.

Because he at least knows that these monks in the eighteenth layer of hell can also be impressed, and the next thing is to see what conditions he uses.

"Oriental Donor ......"

Just as he thought of this, the voice of Monk Yuanqin suddenly came from behind him.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo paused, and when he tilted his head slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse.